Desperate for spring

Our morning outside would look even more impressive (or depressing, take your pick), had there been snow on the ground and had the bubbles been freezing in midair and shattering across the driveway. But lo and behold, it was above freezing! It was even sunny! For a few minutes.
Will has been *begging* me to blow bubbles outside for days. Weeks. I caved to make him stop the only torture worse than water boarding: whining. Ellie's biggest concern was wearing a dress, hence the legwarmers. Oh, and she all but refuses to wear her winter coat.
Just in case you thought Will has gotten lazy in his bubble blowing, he does put some muscle behind it, once in a while.
I imagine we'll pull out the beach toys when it hits 60. ;)