I wore a new, cozy pink sweater yesterday. It is very soft--it reminds me of Claire's blankie. All 3 of the girls were touching me (aka: my sweater) affectionately yesterday.
As I was tucking her into bed last night, Claire endearingly asked if she could have the sweater when I die. I told her she could.
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1 comment:
Oh, Erin, the stories about your girls can just really bring a light of joy into my daily life!
Now, we just gotta remember to bury you in something other than the pink sweater.
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