She wouldn't nap. Then she did, and slept until 5:15 pm. While I was readying supper she pulled on doors (both front and back) making her "Nee? Boppa?" chant. She would have none of my "honey, it's snowing and cold outside" explanation. And I knew she woudln't eat the soup I was fixing if she was mad that we weren't going to see Nee and Boppa.
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| On the way home this sidewalk and street were decidedly more covered in white. |
So ... we did. Bundled against the soft, wet flakes that were falling, we walked to Nan and Grandpa's house. Had some supper, read Dora books, and even attempted to help decorate the tree.
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| Her contributions are centered in one particular easy-to-reach area. |
Then all bundled again to get home through more wet, cold flakes (too dark for photos). Warm bath, milk and oatmeal, and finally sleep.
1 comment:
Definitely a memory making moment :) C will forever consider herself lucky she grew up down the street from her grandparents.
And I love her decorating skills!!
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