unfortunately for isaac, he inherited my winking skills. i.e. winking with your whole face, and not in a cute or coy way. sorry, pal.
it is officially spring.
this may not mean much to you. in most ways, it doesn't mean much to me, except in the availability of good asparagus, the abundance of chewy candy and all those daffodils in the supermarket. come on, those daffodils are adorable.
so, i'm getting a bit off track. along with volatile weather (and amazing daffodils! last mention, i promise!), spring also brings its own kind of vibe. what can we call it? audacity? pluck? i don't know. i only know it shows up sometime in march and leaves whenever it feels like it. so audacious.
this year, it seems particularly bold. and while none of my boys are spring-born, they have caught on to the lingo and speak it fluently, brashly and kind of frequently. i can't quite curb it, though. really, because, i'm kind of with them on it. i feel the spring fever. i was thrilled for school to be let out. i bid the aides farewell with wild-eyed spring fanatacism. or frazzled bewilderment. they look kind of the same. trust me.
in any case, over the weekend, isaac was caught doing an assortment of destructive things. mostly chewing things. as in, non-edible things. like the remote control. now, i can understand a preoccupation with wanting to chew stuff. because, as i've already mentioned, i love chewy candy. (haribo rainbow frogs. eat them. love them. call me. we'll talk about them.) and, honestly, i've eyed a certain giant, pink plastic dolphin that keeps circulating around here, and thought in a moment of stress i might gnaw on that dorsal fin. but, the remote? i don't see it. not chewy. that he wanted to chew on the remote, and all the other stuff he kept sneaking off to bite, was less surprising than his reply when we told him to take it out of his mouth.
he was incredulous. he made the uhn-uhn face. and said, "but it's spring break!"
then, we were incredulous. how had we fast-forwarded through boyhood and shown up at his
hotel room during a filming of mtv spring break (wait. do they still even do that show?) we faked sternness. probably badly. but it got me thinking. this week has the potential to be all that i could dream of... if i just follow that philosopy. "but, it's spring break."
doritos for dinner. endless dr. pepper. shameless movie-watching. haribo frogs by the bucketload. don't tell me it's wrong. because i'll just wink at you, with my WHOLE FACE, and you know what i'll say...