It is cold here. Really silly, stupid cold.
Those little hands? They are like ice cubes. And, she thinks it’s hilarious to put those ice cold hands on mommy’s bare skin.
So, when we had the fire (which had been going until Monday when we ran out of wood), daddy taught her how to warm her hands in the fire…and it warmed my heart.
Now, if only we had a fire every day for her to sit by. Then, she wouldn’t put those freezing digits on me all the time.
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