We've had some warmer weather (and not-so-warmer weather, too) in the past couple of weeks. One day, with it nearing mid-50s, it felt like spring. So I decided to try Lucy in the baby-swing. . .She's not quite sure what to think, do, etc.
Then yesterday the kids decided to go fishing. Miles is enraptured by a fish called the goonch. He talks about it a lot. So he had convinced himself and perhaps Jonas that there was a goonch in our backyard "pond." (Pond = melted snow water with mud, dirt, sand, etc. that sits upon our tarp covering the sandbox.) So they decided to fish for it. With sandwich meat as bait. Unfortunatley the only thing that got hooked was, ummmmm, Ben's derriere. Nice. I'm sure they'll try again soon.