I judge the arrival of spring to be official when I get my first whiff of a roadkill skunk. With all this snow, that won't be anytime soon. However, according to Atira, some of those smelly critters have been residing in my home, right under my nose. Jubal and Nolan had three friends sleep over last night. This morning, as Atira and I were getting breakfast, we heard a lot of commotion coming from the boys' room. I heard Atira say, "Oh man. Those boys, skunks." Puzzled, I asked, "Skunks?" "Yes." she replied. "I call boys skunks."
If only they could hurry up spring......
~11 days until the boys leave for Australia~
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