Tuesday found the LAST OF THE SHOW! She made a Snow Man.
Then she gets over it.
Her mother couldn't convince her to put her shoes on the right feet.
And finally, all is right with the world. The lawn swings are out, the sun was shining and the rhubarb is up. In a week--if we have good weather--we'll be peeling, salting and eating our first pieces. Mmmm. Come on over, I'll peel and salt a piece for you. Or two. Or ten.