a year of stories

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May 8, 2017

On the rainiest of days, after several days of rain, during an equally damp and rainy spring, the proverbial dam burst and the kids went outside to play. “Mom, we’re not made of sugar, we won’t melt”, they tell me as they head outside, numerous umbrellas in tow. To recreate the umbrella fort of their memories, circa 2014.

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