New Season

It's spring now, and the weather is slowly heating up. This week it was warm enough for the kids to play in the wading pool at our Mommy-and-Me group. Another first for baby Eva! She seemed unsure are first, crying when her feet touched the cold water. But soon she was sitting calmly, watching the toys float around her. That is, until she got splashed, which set her off crying again. The shifting weather makes it difficult to dress her, because whatever I choose will inevitably end up being to warm or not warm enough. The mornings are still cold, especially with her crawling on the floor downstairs, so I'll dress her in long sleeves. But by the time I'm out of the house on an errand, it starts to get hot. Then the evenings are too warm for anything but light pajamas, but by morning she's freezing.

I never thought I'd ever say this, because I hate hot weather, but I'll be glad when it's summer and I don't have to guess about how to dress her anymore. One article she's fighting me on is her hat. Just as the powerful afternoon sun threatens to damage her delicate skin, she's decided to develop an aversion to hats. She'll repeatedly pull it off when I'm pushing her along in the stroller, and if I keep putting it back she'll emphasize the point by discarding her glasses, too. It's as if she's saying "That's it! I'm not wearing anything on my head or my face! Nothing, you hear?" Sometimes she'll even go so far as to toss them out of the stroller and onto the pavement, just to make a point. Who says she's not her mother's daughter? It's an issue we'll have to resolve before summer, because her fair skin just begs for a sunburn.