“Mom, you pull this?”
“Sorry, sweetie, there’s not enough snow.”
“Oh. You pull this one?”
“Um, there’s kind of too much snow for that one.”
“Oh.”
“You may just have to walk.”
An open letter to my son, Xander, who was born October of 2007, and has altered my life in all the usual ways.
“Mom, you pull this?”
“Sorry, sweetie, there’s not enough snow.”
“Oh. You pull this one?”
“Um, there’s kind of too much snow for that one.”
“Oh.”
“You may just have to walk.”
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