Spring Break

As soon as Madeline was excused from dinner tonight, she went racing to the bottom of the stairs and started crying, "I tired!  I want to go upstairs and take a nap!"

I couldn't have said it better myself, Maddie Bear.  The first day back to work after a week of relative laziness and bliss is rough.

(Of course, now it's over an hour past her bedtime, and she's still babbling away in her bed trying to trick us into coming upstairs to change her diaper.  Can't win.)  

Spring break is a big tease.  The end of the school year is close enough to want to be done, but realistically, we still have a lot of work left to do.  God, it's so tough being a teacher and having so much vacation time, isn't it?  (I kid.  Don't hate me.)

In the wake of the tragedy in Boston, break wasn't as upbeat as it usually is, but it was nice to lay low for a change.

Last week we...did big projects around the house, went for a walk in the woods, played on playgrounds, duck wrangled in Boston, tried out beds at Ikea, visited the beach, had lunch dates with family, sewed curtains, built living-room forts, failed at both baking cupcakes and bread, ate crab rangoon, watched the news until we wanted to scream, and finally watched Les Miserables and The Life of Pi (both were good in case you were wondering).

Just two more months till warm summer days!