A few (two, maybe?) days before Thanksgiving, 6 inches of snow came our way.
Erik came home early from work and went out to shovel the driveway. I woke G up from his nap and asked him if he wanted to go help. He looked at me, held up his hands and said "I lost my mitt-tens!" Haha!
So we found them.
So we found them.
And he said "My mitt-tens! I love my mitt-tens!"
And then he got to work!
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