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[ 6am seems like the perfect time to get up. or at least to a certain little girl, anyway, especially when it is soon going to become a magical day. but first her eyes land at the foot of her bed, briefly sad to see that her kitty is nowhere in sight (aw...) but knows that he couldn't have gone too far. this isn't the main thing on her mind, though. what is on her mind is the snow that had decided to pile up throughout the night, rolling off of her bed excitedly so she can run to the window and smoosh her face against it to peer down at the white that's littering everything.

her daddy promised her to play in the snow, when it decided to come. now that that day has arrived, she thinks it's time to wake him up. this is why she's quickly scurrying across the (not very large) space between her room and her parent's bedroom, wiggling inside the crack that she finds there between the door and the wall. beams down at the floor when she notices her ~~very fat~~ ~~unhealthily large~~ kitty on the floor next to the entrance, waddling on over to squat down and pet him. after a few scratches to his belly (mow, mow...) she stands again, giggling a little to herself when she notices that both her parents are still snoozing away.

creeps quietly to their bedside so she can poke her eyes just over the mattress to stare at albert. reaches over to gently pat at his face, whispering a low daddddyyyy to see if that'll wake him up. ]

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[ tilts his face into the pats a little. ]

Ingenious.

[ puffs her chest out in pride. or as much as she can in her position, anyway. ]

I learned it from you, daddy!

[ gives her a fond squeeze. ]

And because you are my little love, yes?

[ wiggles happily and pushes herself up a little bit to smooch him on the nose. ]

Yes.

[ returns the smooch, but to the top of her head. ]

Good answer.

[ flops her head back down, only this time on the pillow so she's face-to-face with him. ]

Is daddy still sleepy?

Hm. . . only half-sleepy, but incredibly warm under the covers.

'Cause of me and mommy?

[ gives her another kiss to the head. ]

Always.

[ another wiggle to show her happiness. ]

Okay. [ tries to wrap her arms around him. ] Then I'll keep you warm even morer.

[ another squeeze. rubs his nose into her hair fondly. ]

You have my most sincere gratitude, little love.

[ pushes her face into him and holds on tight. after a moment's pause, she muffles: ]

But daddy is okay to go play too, right?

[ eyes open again as he raises an eyebrow. ]

Ah, so that was your motive?

[ yet again, muffled: ]

Maybe~

[ pretends to consider it. ]

Is the cold worth it?

[ finally pops her head out again. ]

Yeah! Then we can make snow angels and snowmen that look like kitties!

[ stretches a little. ]

Ah. Then I suppose we must get up.

[ peeks over him to look at the ~~lump~~ other person on the bed. ]

Is mommy not coming?

[ doesn't even need to look to know that brianna is still severely unconscious. ]

No. She enjoys sleeping in.

Aw... [ & it takes her only a second to wigging her fingers at him. ] Daddy help me get dressed!

[ slowly withdraws his arms from around her so that he can sit up. ]

Do you have an outfit in mind?

[ springs up too. ]

My fluffy pink jacket!

Very well. [ slips out of bed, stretching a little as he walks on over to the door. ] Has it been laid out?

[ before she answers she's scooting on over to brianna, bending down to give her a smooch on her temple. after a little petting and whispering (bye bye, mommy) she's rolling off the bed towards albert, reaching for his hand. eventually shakes her head. ]

I forgot.

[ takes her hand. ]

Then we've quite a search ahead of us.