Summer (or at least Spring)

The weather has been getting slowly and steadily warmer.  It had a long way to go, but over the weekend, we had a day or two where short sleeves and what have you were in order.

So Bruce decided to wash his car, and asked the girls to help.

Or, more likely, the girls decided that they were helping without considering whether it would be exactly helpful.

The next day we got a light dusting of snow.  I wish it would just decide to be Spring and stop teasing me.