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April 08, 2009



This post just flooded my heart with memories of long summer afternoons spent reading aloud and the days that my girls would, quick! get the kitchen picked up so we could devour the next chapter of whatever book we were reading together. It is a powerful thing, the sharing of a book, and my girls are all voracious readers as teens and adults. I still can't believe I can say that. Adults. Is 23 adult? Well, now I'm going to cry, on with the day!

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