
Lately the days has been mixed with sounds of giggles and creaks from floorboards as little girls jump up and down with all their might. They ignoring their inside aches; the sniffles and coughs that come from cold bugs entering in uninvitedly. They, two toddlers, take their sickness so much better than I. All I want to do is complain, layer piles of blankets on top of me, and sleep the world away. So I learn from them. From these two little girls who are jumping, and laughing, and living their day to the absolute fullest.
And since I don't want to jump, because then I would be exercising, remember I am also sick - I choose to read. Out loud. To two toddlers who only come close to look at pictures. And what better book is there to read from when one is sick than Winnie the Pooh? Our days have been filled with the words of Milne as we read the adventures of Christopher Robin, Edward Bear, otherwise known as Winnie ther Pooh, of piglet, of Eeyore, and of many other characters in the Hundred Acre Wood. We fly on a balloon with Pooh, we get stuck in Rabbit's hole from eating too much with Pooh, we follow footsteps left by mysterious creatures with Pooh & Piglet. And even though the girls continue to laugh and play, to jump around as they do, I cannot help but wonder if they are, somewhere deep down, listening to these stories too.
With all of that being said, since my brain has been in the Hundred Acre Wood, when a friend gifted me with a bunch of garden vegetables, I couldn't help but wonder if I could make a veggie soup that Rabbit himself would be proud of. So I tried.










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