The day it was snowing so hard, I was looking for something to do, and I ended up standing in front of my bookshelf, and for whatever reason, I pulled out my senior yearbook and was flipping through it in the living room while I waited for something to heat on the stove as I was getting dinner together.
So whatever I was heating got hot, and I put my yearbook down on the couch, opened to my place, and went to the stove. And a few minutes later, I turned around and was met with this cozy little scene.
"Which one is you Mom? I don't see you anywhere."
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