If you keep a flower chair in the middle of your living room, a little girl named Emma will read a book upside down while listening to her mom and you visit about all kinds of important things like what dresses to wear the next day and which kind of cheese goes the very best with apples.
If you let a little girl named Emma in on those types of conversations she will pop in with, "Hey! This book is kinda like you two. One is blonde and one is dark haired and they are best friends who say and do silly things."
Right on Emma. Right on.
Once again, I stand by my belief that a flower chair in the middle of the living room begs to be sat on and creates a certain welcoming something something. It's not going anywhere anytime soon.
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