Paul took the girls for a wagon ride... everyone gave me kisses and Summer Lily told us all how much I will enjoy this time home alone, when I don't have to listen to Addie Blue crying or smell her stinky poos. :)
Went out to the garden -- feels stormy -- and picked some flowers. The first irises of the year, those wine-purple ones, some bright blue forget-me-nots, the last of the narcisis (white ones, from my grandma's old house), some rosey-pink big tulips and pink saxafrage. The kitchen already smells like spring.
I should go make some coffee...