My 6-Year-Old Daughter Came Home From Aunt’s House After A Cousin Spa Day And Lifted Her Hat…

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### Part 8

Friday came cold and bright.

The kind of March day that looks warm through a window and punishes you the second you step outside.

I spent the morning with Lily.

Not planning.

Not printing.

Not preparing.

Just with her.

We made pancakes shaped badly like hearts. We watched a movie about a talking dog. We painted her nails blue because she continue reading …