It's raining! Yeah! Lydia looked out the window as soon as there was enough light to see and started screaming "RAINING!" She likes the rain. So after breakfast, we headed out.In my book, a rainy fall day falls second only to a blizzard on a winters evening. Before Lydia could catch pneumonia, we trudged back inside for cinnamon toast and hot chocolate. (Both firsts for Lydia.) Then we wrapped up in fleece blankets and read until nap time. I laid her in bed, shut the door to her room and I heard a tiny voice say "Mommy? I love you. Nite nite". Oh be still my heart.
Was that the perfect morning or what? I am tempted to lure Shane home from work to enjoy it with us. No one should have to work on a day like this!
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And no auntie should have to live so far away as to miss all those incredible sweetnesses. Seriously, I'm moving to Tennessee!
But has she raced down the hall of ages, pajamas flapping and flying, chasing giggles all the way to dandelion heaven?
That is so sweet. She's never had toast?
Yes. She has had toast. Just not cinnamon toast.
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