Springs has sprung early this year. Super early. Our evenings have been spent roasting marshmallows and star gazing. We have our little impromtu fire pit in the backyard with a few salvaged tree trunks and our garden pot. The other night, Annie told me I couldn't wish on that star because it was hers. I asked her what she wished for and she said, "I wished that my marshmallow had sprinkles on top." What a wonderful wish!