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The sun peeked through the big windows of Grammy and Papa’s house. Esmae sat on the soft rug with her paper spread out. She had a whole box of crayons, and she was ready to make something bright and happy.
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Little Mila was having fun too. She crawled across the rug, gurgling and laughing as she reached for Papa’s hand. Papa sat on the floor, ready to play. He knew just how to make Mila wiggle with giggles.
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