After her nap, Lily sat at the kitchen counter with her blond hair piled in loose, sweat-and-pillow-induced curls, in front of a bowl of frozen blueberries and a dollop of plain greek yogurt, at her request. She found immense pleasure in dipping each blueberry in the sour white goodness. Every time she popped one in her mouth, her face would light up, as if surprised by the tart berries, tart yogurt, and numbing cold.
After eating about four or five, she stared into her bowl, slammed her palms on the counter and firmly and passionately yelled, "I LOVE YOU!"
No, she wasn't talking to me. The girl loves her blueberries and yogurt.
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Beautiful!
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