For me, growing up in Northwestern Ontario has endured me for all sorts of weather, and mosquitoes. For that reason, I decided to reward myself with the pleasure of staying inside in my shorty pants, bare feet and cool glass of water while my *Mila* rushes to get dressed and quickly jumps in the pile of white stuff on our deck. After all, it will be me that has to take all the wet, frozen clothes in to be laundered while I balance a vacuum cleaner on my head and stir a pot of chicken noodle soup with my toes.signed, the willow
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