Watching my cute little green frog play with his little froggy toes. He's a sleepy boy who cried half the night away. Making me cry a few of those moments from frustration and exhaustion. Of course this morning the frog is back to his adorable happy (though slightly bleary-eyed) self. Me? I'm awake out of necessity with the help of two cups of coffee, the calming sounds of Josh Groban, and almost two feet of snow on the ground.
Snowed in. Every time the fussy frog was up last night I checked the windows. The fluff just got deeper and deeper. The morning light just touching the quiet stillness out the window. Falling in peaceful drifts. A tranquil wonderland.
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