So You’re In Love With Grass Shadows?

I was walking Wee One to school this morning, and I pointed out to her something that I love to look at in the snow: when a blade of grass casts a shadow on the snow. A thin little blade of grass. A narrow and delicate shadow on the sparkling snow.

She said, “So you’re in love with grass shadows?”

Not as much as I am in love with you, child, but yes. I am.

Sleeping with Wee One

Today, I got back from a week long trip back to Missouri with Wee One (WO). We visited some people, including my folks, and then went to a Renaissance Fair out there with some friends – things we haven’t done since Before Times. It was awesome. She quickly made friends from other reenacting families, and I could hear her delighted laughter from across the field.

On our trip, we stayed in different hotels and one air BnB, bed sharing the whole time. We are not strangers to bed sharing, though once she started sleeping in her own room, we haven’t slept together save a few family slumber parties.

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