Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Something Magical

I joined the girls for quiet time yesterday afternoon, too tired to charge through the day without some rest.  We cozied up in my bed with piles of books, fuzzy pink blankets and Angelina Ballerina.  At 3:30, like clockwork, their warm bodies started fidgeting and they somersaulted out of their blankets, back to it with gusto.  Genevieve noticed it first.  Something magical is happening she whispered.  Snow!  They squealed down the stairs, bundled up and ran outside to feel it melt on their tongues. 

(Why yes, Genevieve does have an extraordinarily long tongue.  Carry on.)

We moved on to breaking ice,

and watching new cement dry under hay in the lumber yard - more exciting than watching paint dry, I swear.


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