a snowy day.
“snoooow, snoooow, snoOOOw!…” she’ll say, with repetition that builds in excitement and a small hint of urgency as she brings me her favorite book, the snowy day. she’ll turn her small frame around and slowly back into my lap, plopping down just right with a few little wiggle moves to ensure she’s snuggled up as close as she can get, her warm body next to mine....
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