Love in Bloom

J and I celebrated his return to DC by taking Little One to one of our favorite events- the Cherry Blossom festival. Every year right about when everyone in DC is on the verge of clinical depression, Spring pops up- fashionably late to the party and impeccably dressed in Japanese couture- and saves the day. There is something about ten bazillion lacy pink flowers that puts even DC locals into a good mood. Which I can tell you from my experience driving on the beltway, is not easy to do. I've been enthralled with this mass of frilly trees since the first year J and I moved here from Arizona. (Flowers on trees? Who knew!) Every year as my relatives stick their thumbs in their ears and say, "na na na boo boo, it's eighty two degrees here!" while I scrape frost off the windshield, I start thinking maybe we were too hasty in divorcing the Southwest. Couldn't we have tried counseling?! But then DC kicks up the romance, sending all these fabulous flowers day after day, and I remember why we eloped with the East. I do love this city. And since this is Little One's first spring, it really turned on the charm to win Her over. Here are some pictures of DC flirting with us. You can see that Little One is quite besotted.