Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Can't be anything much more fun than climbing a fabulous tree in the fabulous matching sweaters knitted with love especially for them by their fabulous Mama!
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