them anyway...
Anticipation.. Anticipation...
-Carly Simon
The start of spring is filled with promise for the days ahead. Spring is a sign of renewal, regrowth and new beginnings. Anya was born last spring, she was our new beginning.
Every year I get spring fever. I think it should be called summer fever. It happens in the spring but I am really antsy for summer. The leaves start to bud, the grass turns green, and shrieks from neighboring children can be heard. Spring is new babies, falling in love, reading outside, feeling the grass between your toes and even snuggling under a blanket while rain hits the windows. The anticipation for greatness is just as much fun as the actual moment. Spring is that to me, anticipation of summer.
I long for warm nights where we sit outside with a cold glass of wine. Our little deck will be illuminated by the glow from a tiki torch and twinkle lights strung across the porch banister.
Anya will use a sand shovel and bucket at the beach for the first time. I will be covering her in sunblock and inhaling her summer baby smell. I smile as I think of her in her swim suit or sun dress with her diaper peeking out.
The summer days will be long, filled with stretching out on blankets in the grass with books and toys. Anya will be learning to explore the outdoors for the first time. We may keep Anya up past her bed time to see fireworks for the first time and possibly sit around a campfire too.
We will be visiting all sorts of zoos and places with animals. I can already hear Anya's squeals as she finds that there are more animals in the world than she can even imagine.
We will bring Anya to the ocean to feel the fresh salty air as we browse little shops selling lobster and starfish trinkets. Every year we love having lunch with a view of the sea. Dwight orders a lobster and sometimes I do too. We sit on a patio under an umbrella with our seafood and sigh at how wonderful the New England coast is.
We will visit lakes and pools and we will feel the cool water against our skin as Anya splashes away.
I would love to try out a local outdoor concert. Listening to live music on a summer night with my family sounds like a perfect evening to me.
I am in love with being a parent and doing things as a family. Every season brings up new ideas and places to be together. Some of the things will be new, some of them old, all of them special. These are the good old days... these are the good old days.
