3.11.22

The world
Woke up to snow. Beautiful, fluffy snow falling slowly to through the air. Snow on the ground. I wasn’t even mad. It’s my favorite kind of snow, and a nice late taste of winter beauty. March has the range.

The kiddo
Went to a social work gathering after daycare, and he was terrified on arrival. Clung to Hoy, clutched a strawberry but was too scared to eat it. He warmed up to it though and explored the house with gusto.

Me
Felt behind. Felt annoyed.

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