He achieves liftoff sometimes. Playing in the snow is his favorite. He and R had a ball after school today.
The pile of green fabric is the remains of his Snakey, a six foot long stuffed snake that R generously dedicated to him when he was a puppy. Snakey had a good run of it--he persevered through some rough treatment. Charlie seems to like him even more with the stuffing removed. I wonder how much Snakey stuffing is waiting for us under the snow. I'm sure we will be pulling tufts of him off branches and brambles well into summer.
Charlie is whispering, "Psssst . . . don't eat that snow. Don't ask why. Trust me."
Charlie's eyes turn the most amazing shades of brown and amber, depending on the light.
Love that little face.
Kids and dogs and snow and happiness. I ran around with them for awhile, and then I pulled a hamstring. Utterly pathetic.
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