Daddy bought me this book when I was born, but for some reason, this week I picked it off the shelf this week and won't let go. We read it every night and every naptime. I carry it downstairs with me in the morning and I carry it up to my room at night. I point out pictures of Snow White everywhere- even on a girl's shoes at the playground.
Apparently this fondness for Snow White is genetic. Here's Daddy with Ms. White once upon a time:
It's not all fun and games around here, though. I try to pitch in with the housework wherever I can. And yes, I do windows:
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