Wednesday, April 8, 2015

April showers...

It's snowing. Big fluffy flakes that jump over the porch railing and dance on the wind.

Today was slow. We hung out in bed, my girl said "let's get up..." And then moments later she giggled and pulled the covers back up to her chin.

I'm noticing gray hairs and crows feet, but it's easy to look past those things in the mirror and focus on my eyes. Sometimes they sing.

There are baths to run, books to read, dinner to put on... but the snowflakes are dancing on the wind, laughing in the face of April showers.

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