Well, he’s not pink, but this is Dawit’s impression of a flamingo. He had just this happy smile plastered on his face almost the entire 2.5 weeks in Wisconsin. Who wouldn’t be happy with a Grandma meeting his demands: tacos for breakfast, Beauty and the Beast 3 times in a row, and minigolf.
We are settled at home again, and getting ready for preschool. He’s so excited, sometimes I think he’ll burst. He has new bunk beds (both he and Lily sleep in the bottom…so they can giggle into the night), a new scooter, and new clothes for an upcoming wedding. He shows everyone who comes through the door his new stuff.