
"Mommy, look! Snow in my mouth!" She opens up her mouth to show me. I guess she doesn't realize it has melted already. "I get some more, Mommy!" She takes off running. I can hear her bare feet padding against the tiled floor. The sliding glass door opens and shuts a few seconds later. I can hear her footsteps approaching once more. "Mommy, LOOK!" She shows me her finger which has a thin layer of snow perched on it. She sticks it in her mouth. "Mmmm!" There's nothing quite like having snow for breakfast, especially if you're only two.
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