Yesterday morning, an unseasonably rainy day in February:
Me: D-, look, it's raining!
D-: Yay. It's spring. It's spring!
Me: Well, it might not be spring yet. Winter might come back.
D-: Mummy, winter, spring, summer, fall.
Me: Well, yes but maybe winter isn't ready to go yet.
D- (starting to get irritated): Mummy, it's raining, it's spring.
Me: I'm just saying-
D-: Mummy, it's not winter, spring, winter! It's (starting to sing) winter, spring, summer, fall!
Me: Right.
D-: Yay. Spring. Spring. Spring.
Last night it snowed. Today it is minus nine. Never argue with a three and half year old about the weather.
In other news, I finished another painting and am feeling quite pleased with it.
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