Amy is leaving.There are seven more days until we have a five-year-old.
An idea, "his last days of toddlerhood," circles and swoops.
The yard is littered with waterballoon skins.
Legos are a family activity.
Coffee is being cuddled on the couch.
Someone is not getting dressed for work.
Someone is stretching all the Sunday she can out of this morning.
xox
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