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Day 7: a shape

Yes, I skipped Day 6: share. I couldn’t think of anything I already had a picture of and nothing else presented itself during the day. In fact, I ate the rest of the ice cream for lunch. All by myself. I did not share. Because I am the maman and sometimes mamans deserve all the rest of the ice cream.

Which brings us to today, “a shape.”

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The stained glass window in my front door provides an assortment of shapes to choose from.