i love it when she cradles her little cup so carefully to take a sip, then spills it all over herself as she proudly holds it up to show us how much she has left...i love the way she sits in her little school desk to do art...the woman we bought it from has tears in her eyes as we took it away...she used it as a child and never had any grandkids to share it with...we reassured her it would be loved...i love that it is....i love the scribbles and circles she draws on the chalkboard and that they each represent something to her...i love that this little vest i made last winter is still fitting her...from a thrifted cashmere sweater...i love that i actually put it to use instead of just putting it away.

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