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Thursday, January 17, 2008


Sadly the little snow we got is being washed away by bitterly cold rain that began to fall before the children even awoke. They stood by the window anyway, looking out forlornly, then halfheartedly asked if they could go outside. They didn't wait to hear an answer they didn't want to hear, instead shuffling sadly to the den, where I gave them mugs of Ovaltine, tucked them under a blanket, and silently heaped curses upon the temperate climate of the Piedmont.
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