shhhhhh

do you hear that?

that’s the sound of my littles giggling & whispering beneath a cotton tent, still pudgy fingers grasping the light encased in plastic, shining on self and book alternately, letting she who is just one year older embrace her calling and read to younger one.

these days.

that for which I am grateful.

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