Welcome, Spring. Come On In.

Piper likes to decorate for everything. Easter, Passover, Spring, Lent. You name it, Piper has a decor scheme in mind. She plots and plans. She eyes bunny cut outs and spring flowers. She tries to convince me that it will be fun; decorating will make our lives better. She brings home “projects” from school and scatters her designs on every surface.

In the same way that Piper likes to decor herself, she thinks more is more in our home, too. I try to keep up. I really do. I even put up this on our front door:

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Come on. That’s cheerful, right? Nest and eggs and fake flowers. Come on.

It’s not enough for the Piper. Not even when I let them do stuff like this:

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I’m still a decorating disappointment. We need a craft fairy. Truth.

Morning, Sunshine

Piper likes to paint the sun in all of her pictures.

Sometimes her pictures have multiple suns. ¬†They’re always bright yellow with lots of rays. Sometimes the suns hang out on the ground and sometimes they do their business in the sky with the clouds and birds. You never know where a sun will appear.

“I drew this sun for you!” Piper said, peeling off another sun, flower, sky picture from her easel.

“I love the sun! Yellow is my favorite color.” I admired the painting.

“The sun always makes me think of you, Mommy.”

“Really?” I asked. I’ve been called lots of things. Sunny has never been one of them.

“Yep,” Piper nodded. “Because you wake everyone in our house up, too. Just like the sun. Whether we want you to or not.”