Doodlebug: Yeah, I am standing still, but I am still moving.
Miss Sweetie: No, you are not moving. The cold ground…that’s what is moving.
Wiggles: And every time I take a step, the ground makes a loud cracking sound like I am a giant.
Me: Some of the ice has lingered, but only in the shady spots.
Doodlebug: Look at me! I am sliding! Weeeee!
Stella: I am walking, but I am not getting anywhere fast. Make it go away. I want our old ground back.
Me: The old ground is there, just underneath a layer of stubborn ice.
Stella: Nope. Not allowed. Only bulldog stubborn is allowed around here.
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