Playing in the newly minted back yard

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Day Dreams While Sick

Livvy woke up this a.m., and sat quietly on the couch looking at the ceiling. I asked her what she was doing. She said, "...thinking of something in my head." I asked what of. And she said "...I'm thinking of a playhouse we can put in our back yard. It will have a silver fence and a golden gate and a lock that I can turn like this (motioning) to close the gate and it will be big enough for henry." She pauses. "No. We will get one for him, too. Smaller, though. With no gate. And mine will have a turquoise roof... and a pink heart on the door that says 'Olivia,' but it won't be filled in, because I want to fill it with sparkly paint." Then she nodded her head for a while, while looking whistfully at the ceiling.