Sneaking permission to get on the blanket

We have a stone cold floor. Slippers or at least socks are a must in the winter and even spring to keep your toes from a bluish frost. In fact, it’s a rule for the children to put socks on in the morning so they aren’t tempted to huddle by the heater for hours. JoJo dragged a few blankets down this morning, and like the cute, imaginative four-year-old girl she is, began to cocoon herself into a warm ball. With just her head now poking out from her fuzzy yellow swathe, she informed her little brother that NO, he could not come in - “You have socks on, you’re warm.” She, however, had broken the rule and was sockless.

Moments later, I heard, “JoJo, I’m cold, now I can come in.” Having stealthily shoved his socks aside, his bare feet were now the proof that he deserved to snuggle in the blanket with her.

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