In June, Parker cried inconsolably when we kissed him and waved goodbye at the airport, no nooo don’t go o o o; yesterday he was cheerful and happy as he waved back, quite sure he’d see us again soon. (And when we arrived, he asked where Aunt ‘Shelle was, remembering her having come with us last time.)
Next time they’ll come see us and he’ll get to see her too. Can’t wait!
