As the Seasons Change
The change of seasons in my family is always something we celebrate. When winter turns to spring, we’re all overjoyed at the fact that there’s no more shoveling snow to be done and that nicer weather is finally coming. I’m probably the only weirdo in the world who actually likes the cold weather, but by the end of winter, I have to admit I’m pretty over it. My dad jokes that he likes it because he can finally turn the heat off and stop paying so much for the gas bill. Spring is always that awkward in-between of being freezing in the morning, but weirdly hot in the afternoon. And it rains. So. Much. Everyone loves a good rain day, but too much and our basement gets all wet and damp and I have to wear rain boots just to do laundry! Besides that, spring time usually means spring cleaning around the house, which is something we all look forward to. When spring turns to summer, my mom and I always go out shopping for a new bathing suits and beach gear. The first warm day, like 70 d...