April 26, day 117.
Everyday, for almost a week, we found time to walk down the hill to an open field thats been left to grow wild with dandelions. Addie's dubbed this space next to our home as "cinq gardens." Cinq means five in french, but she always holds up all ten fingers when asking to go.
We never stay too long, just long enough to visit our neighbor working to clear the field of debris and to make a dandelion wish or two. Then off we climb back up the hill, usually pretending to be Diego and Alicia.
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