It's Springtime in Tennessee.
Welcome to the season when you never know from one day to the next if you'll need a winter jacket and boots or shirt sleeves and flip flops. The past two weeks have not disappointed with temperatures ranging anywhere from the 30s to the 70s during the day.
On the few days over the past 2 weeks when it made it up into the 60s and 70s, we got into a routine of picking Nora up from day care and heading to the playground. Each day, Nora would ask to go to "the restaurant" (she's her mother's daughter).
So on one of those afternoons, after we played, and while Brad was working late, she and I stopped by McAlisters. She's always a sweet little dinner date.
Another afternoon, I got home early and packed up some food for a picnic before getting Nora from day care. She was SO excited to learn about our picnic. It sounded like a great idea in theory, but once we got there, she was much more interested in playing than eating.
On her plate, she has rotisserie chicken, pea salad, a roll, popcorn, and there is a bowl of fruit in front of her as well. What did she eat of this magnificent picnic feast? The popcorn.
Then, bubbles and the jungle gym were calling her name.
Normally, I'd insist she eat a proper dinner, but every once in a while, I guess you get to eat popcorn and blow bubbles instead.
Eat popcorn, blow bubbles, and share mommy's popsicle.
Since then, the temperatures have continued to fluctuate, and all 3 of us have been under the weather, but spring break has started, so I'm hoping we can all get some rest and get well.