Springtime Cuteness

Have you seen this? The epitome of springtime cuteness (for maximum cuteness, have the sound on):

I grew up one town over from Corvallis, home of Oregon State University (where I later got my degree). It's a school known mostly for agriculture and business. What was an art major doing there? It's a long story. But anyway. Agriculture. There were "lambing barns" on campus. Which meant that every spring, you could go over and watch little lambs being born. We used to go sometimes when I was little. We'd bundle up and head over to the warm barns, to stick our fingers through the fences and let the lambs suck on our fingertips, to watch the sheep give birth to their babies, to watch their first wobbly little steps.

But I don't think I ever saw anything as cute as this little lamb springing through the house. Can haz?

I know I bitched and moaned all fall about how warm it was and when was winter coming anyway, and begged for the rain and the cold. Well, we got it in buckets and I loved it; but now I'm ready for the spring. Warm sun and flowers and blue skies sounds pretty good right about now. I'm tired of our house being freezing all the time. I want to do my painting but it's hard to be creative when your "studio" is 50 degrees.

And of course, we can't wait to go cruising in our new car. So far, its name is "Buddy" or "the Big Boy." We'll see what sticks. But this is a car that needs a name. It is made of awesome.