Summers in Vancouver are like no other. Our little one is mesmerized like every adult that sets foot here. She lays back and watches the leaves on the trees move, quiets down to hear the birds, and cheers up in the warm sunshine. She even put up with a cold slip and slide with the neighbor boys. It’s hard to say no to outdoor fun here.
Today my sisters, little brother, and I went shopping. Nothing like a 50% off sale to bring us together. We searched and rummaged and looked for treasures. And I wish I had a picture to describe each of us and our selections. In a naive and superficial way I can try to describe us using a sentence or two.
So our little girl loves to eat. She loves her teething biscuits. She loves her apple sauce. But most of all, she loves her milk. And what is funny is no matter how full she is, her eyes devour anyone’s food within her sight. She would stare longingly at that food that I fear even strangers might offer her food soon. Baby has the hungry eyes.
This was our third flight since she was born and I think we are becoming pros at this. I was prepared and organized for the flight and she was just charming everyone around.
Poor baby got her shots today. But she was such a big girl, stopped crying pretty quickly.
I leave to Vancouver in one day..and I am excited to be with the crazy family, glad to be there for Sarah but my heart stays behind in Houston.