Friday night dinner with Grandma and Grandpapa. You stood up proudly, holding onto Joon - until she decided to make a run for it. Daddy consoled you in your sad, indignant state. I took photos of you and your Grandpapa by the window and then we all sat down to our first real meal in the new house. Grandma made Moroccan Stew; you ate sweet potatoes and strawberries to your heart's content. After dinner we sat in the hot tub under a sky of brilliant stars while Grandma entertained you on the sidelines - and I thought to myself, how lucky you are to have them finally here.
- April 24, 2015