A Writer's Life

By Awriterslife

Love

After a walk to our children’s bookstore where Olivier chose a book about firefighters, we drove to my sister-in-law for a quiet dinner. We ate too much, talked a lot, laughed and cried a bit, while Olivier was running around the house. After dinner, Henri was a bit tired and fell asleep snuggled on his aunt. It’s possible there was a tie regarding who enjoyed the snuggles most.

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