The light sprinkling of snow, flitting in the air, but not sticking to the ground.
My daughter sleeping.
My son and I sharing stolen moments before falling asleep, covering eachother's hands in kisses and giving eachother eskimo kisses.
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My daughter, sleeping on the floor with my husband, her little body curled with her tiny tushy sticking up.
Looking at my mini sandgarden on my desk, decorated with fried marbles, fried gems, a seed pot and a penny.
My son using his magic sceptre as the "Sword of Omens" and saying "Thundercats, Thundercats, Thundercat, Ho!" while watching the old Thundercats cartoons.
My children gobbling down their spaghetti pie with gusto (though I thought was a failed dish). Such a lovely thing that they both ate so well and so much of it (and ate it heartily!!!).
Looking at my mini sandgarden on my desk, decorated with fried marbles, fried gems, a seed pot and a penny.
My son using his magic sceptre as the "Sword of Omens" and saying "Thundercats, Thundercats, Thundercat, Ho!" while watching the old Thundercats cartoons.
My children gobbling down their spaghetti pie with gusto (though I thought was a failed dish). Such a lovely thing that they both ate so well and so much of it (and ate it heartily!!!).
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