Signs of spring

Watermelon with lunch and two new pairs of Crocs are sure signs that spring is here. We have played outside most of the day, attempting hopscotch, bike riding and unearthing ant colonies. I love the return of the sun, and the boys seem to pull energy directly from it. They are both completely unable to nap, it's as if they can feel the outside air calling their little bodies: "come play! come run and jump, come outside!"
We have the final swim lesson of the week today, and I am more than happy to keep the littles while neighbor Chris takes the bigs to swim. Swimming breaks until Monday, but Mason's soccer game is bright and early on Saturday- 8:00 a.m. if any of you brave souls want to come and watch. Ashton's last music class is Saturday, a bittersweet ending. He loves the class, but to me it feels like it has been a kindermusik marathon.
Entering the third trimester (!) I am feeling anxious to get everything prepared, and also like I might need a few more months. We are still without a baby name, so keep the suggestions coming. Mason is a tough critic to please, not one name has been up to snuff for him. He thinks we should just name the baby Ashton again- why not? It worked the first time.