We were talking about the seasons. Specifically how she wants it to be summer now. I said I would be happy with spring. She wanted to know why, so I told her how spring is all about nice days, not too hot and not too cold, how the leaves and grass start growing in spring, and in general how spring is lovely, to me.
She was quiet for a moment, then asked, "It's like a warm breezy day, Gramma?"
Honestly, I have no clue where she pulls these phrases from.
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