March is, in a word, glorious in the Austin / San Antonio area. Warm (not hot) breezy days, nights with just enough bite in the air, wildflowers, and all the blue skies anyone could possibly ask for. I'm convinced God gave us this small gift to trick us into staying for all the other months that are not March.
All that and more was in full display today. We saw the first bluebonnets along Highway 90 as we drove early this morning to a track meet for the girls, everyone bundled in two layers with our winter coats in hand.
And then the wind died down.
And the coats came off.
And I realized, belatedly, that I had committed a novice Texas weather foul - no hats, no sunscreen.
So, on March 3rd, after a high of only 70 degrees, both children are covered in aloe, Rob's scalp is bright enough to land airplanes, and I am wondering if it is an entirely bad idea to spray lidocaine directly into my ears because it's burned in there as well.
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