Is it spring yet?

I know I shouldn't wish that time would pass any faster, and the truth is, I don't.  I just want spring to begin right now.  We have had more than our share of cooties in this house lately, and I'm ready for some warmer weather, healthy children, and cookin' on the grill.  Poor Reece has a bad cold right now--Davis had it last week--and is just so pitiful.  There's nothing in the world sadder than a sick baby, and especially one who can't even nurse because he's so dang congested.  We're doing all we can (humidifier, saline, booger-getter-outer, pain reliever) but our happy little boy just isn't himself.  Big brother was a trooper last week when he had this stuff, and it barely slowed him down.  Maybe when I get it, he can take care of me!