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[Snow day.]

SNOW!!!!!

[Heather has +1 tiny Kees bouncing on her everything.]

Date: 2014-10-03 08:59 am (UTC)
sweetmotherofgod: (that knife is filthy)
From: [personal profile] sweetmotherofgod
Yes!

[and with reckless disregard for the kitchen she grabs hold of him, swings him up into her arms. He's getting too big for this - not too heavy, not yet, but he's all spindly limbs and growth spurts, and it aches a little that maybe someday soon she won't be able to scoop him up like this.

But for now, at least, she can. So she gathers him in close, blows a raspberry on his cheek, gives him big, serious eyes.]


Your tail is in grave danger. I'm afraid that if you don't put on more clothes, I'll have to - [dramatic sob] - keep you inside until all the snow is gone! For your own good!

Date: 2014-10-03 10:02 am (UTC)
sweetmotherofgod: (I knew that loose was too noose)
From: [personal profile] sweetmotherofgod
Dad's just trying to protect you. He doesn't want you to know, but that's how he lost his tail.

[Except. Coffee is done, and there's a travel mug singing her name.]

Maybe we can test it. You'll be like a famous explorer. Just put on as many clothes as you can, and then we'll go see what happens.

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