Cockporn

My 2 and a half year old niece, Naomi, asked for popcorn the other day, except that she said, "cockporn."

I find this intensely hilarious and writhe on the floor in laughter every time I think of it. It's a good, good reminder about why I am here.

I am here because L. is here; L. is here because her sisters are here (really, couldn't you three have chosen a warmer state?) And the popcorn queen is here because of all that, too. And I am just crazy about the four kids L's sisters birthed into this world. Especially when they do/say priceless things.

Cockporn.

It really doesn't get any better than that.

Naomi, you made Minnesota bearable for me this week.

crazy signs of spring

It's only 40-something out there and you'd think we'd gone mad. I know I have - mad with ecstasy. Check out what I've seen lately.

1. A suburban just drove by with a golden retriever hanging out of the front window.
2. Two kids were riding their bikes in tank tops.
3. The gutters are gushing with snow melt, and the sound of it is pure music to my ears.
4. I'm happy. Really.
   
5. The teenagers in the neighborhood are running amok in the night again. I love that about our neighborhood: white, privileged, well-fed, giggling gangs. It would be even more wonderful if they happened to be un-privileged and not white and still well-fed and giggling, but I take what I can get.
   
6. I didn't wear long underwear today for the first time since November. Really.
7. The thermostat has been set to 60 or below all day and the inside temperature hasn't fallen below 63.
   
8. And best of all, the snow people are emaciated. Click on this image to see details and have a a good laugh at these little teeny super guys: