i want to step my toes into the muddy ground.
i want to put on sandals and walk barefoot and feel the new greenishness of grass sprouting.
i want to jump in the puddles.
i want my girls to jump in the puddles with me while we laugh and giggle uncontrollably.
i want the sun to beat down on our faces while we lay on a picnic blanket and eat dinners outside in the yard.
i want to plant seeds.
i want to drive down our street and be amazed at how quickly this previously a tree-farm property transforms into shades of green.
i want to paint our black driveway with shades of pink and purple and yellow and green and blue chalk.
i want to wake up one morning and wonder where the snow went.
i want spring.