Spring it on!

There are some things I'm really good at. Like eating. I'm excellent at eating. And watching tv. I can watch tv with the best of them! Sleeping is another thing I could win a trophy for. Give me a place to lay my head and I sleep like a pro.

But of course there are things I'm not so good at. Like gardening. But perhaps it's not so much that I'm not good at gardening as much is that it's I'm not good at wanting to garden. Shortly after moving into our house, I decided to spruce up or front yard.

I took it from this:

To this:

I was proud of myself, but because of the 17 million hours it took me to do it while being about 5 months pregnant, I vowed to never plant anything AGAIN! Digging in our yard is about like digging through cement. It's so hard. "Never ever ever again!" I said.

...That was until last spring, when I complimented my neighbor on the beautiful flowers in her front yard and she said "Oh, those? I just planted bulbs several years ago and they just keep coming back."

Ding! Ding! Ding! We have a winner. I'd be willing to plant anything once as long as it took no further work after that and they kept coming back!

So last fall I planted some bulbs. A whole SIX of them. I had already forgotten how cement-y our yard is and how hard it is to dig. 6 was all I could do before I was too tired to continue.

But I looked forward to spring, and now it's here and all of the bulbs sprouted, and now we have pretty flowers!

I love spring!

I also love how pretty our tree is in the spring...

I'm just not a fan of the poopy diaper smell these flowers have. Trust me on this one!