|Snow. It just does what it does.|
Emil goes back to Aylesbury House this afternoon.
Several times a day:
"Mom. Did you enjoy your whole two weeks with me?"
After the first 20 times, I'm getting impatient.
"It was fabulous! Best two weeks ever!"
"Absolutely. I've never enjoyed myself more!"
And before the words are completely out, I'm grinning and believing it.