all the different colors of love
It wasn't a hard decision to make. Her daddy is home for the rest of the year and, it's getting cold outside. Ice skating is probably out (for long periods of time, anyway). They might as well get into some ukulele fun. He's learning chords and such off the internet and she's strumming away, her dolls set up like a back-up band all around her and on cue. Small spurts of intense joy in the house light up the gloom of dark, short days.
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