It was one of those warm bright days that marked the arrival of spring. I was feeling so good and kiddo was out on the patio looking at squirrels and birds and grass. You know, one of those good mothering moments. And I decided to make a cup of tea and join him in the patio. And he suddenly says, "ohh noooo snowwww". I ran out, heartbroken that my dreams about spring were crushed in such a terrible manner only to see him looking up at pretty white clouds on the sky (you know the ones, the ones that makes the sky looks like it just got back from the laundromat) and told me again - "Amma look, there is soooo much snow on the sky!". I could only smile (ohh, who am I kidding? I hugged and kissed until he pulled away!)
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