Again this year, while the older two children visit grandparents in Iowa (having the time of their lives and only missing me enough to know they will eventually want to come home) it was a special time for me and Nels. We get to play, do puzzles, roam outside uninterrupted, and have tea parties all by ourselves. She can tell some stories. Her pretend songs that fuse together 85 subjects in a way that makes no sense but is incredibly entertaining keeps me biting my lip so she won't see my smile and stop or be embarressed.
Sweet child. I love her to death.
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What a special time for you!
(That photo is amazing.)
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