Bay's morning.
Anna did not open her eyes until lunchtime...and then, she read, surfed the web, and did other silent stuffs.
And the boys' day (interspersed with Minecraft) was . . .
On this snow day we figured out what all those toys usually do when we're off at school. Busy little buggars.
My grandmother always told us stories about the toys coming alive when we were gone. Blessings.
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