Pete and Pia

Chillin'.

Ready to go to her cousins' house

I thought it would be hard to convince Sylvia to go to the farm without us, while we fly to NY. No. She wanted to leave with grandpa as soon as she got up this morning. Here she is sitting with her luggage, in a rare moment when she was not running around and shouting joyfully at grandpa, "Let's go!!!"

Morning cheer

We don't know what to say to Sylvia about the past few days. But we are grateful that she's such a cheerful presence.

Preschool still makes Sylvia soooo happy

On the way there this morning she told Paul and me again about her friends, her teachers, and the fun things they do together. Then she said, "It's my favorite school ever in my life!" It's a huge relief for me that she really enjoys it.

Father's Day at the pool

Sylvia and her studly dad.

Coping

Ice cream. Always a good idea.

Jim

October 2015, just after he returned to KC. 

Breakfast club

First day of preschool

I was prepared for both of us to be in absolute tears. But I stayed and played with Sylvia for a few minutes on the playground, then she gave me a big kiss and a hug goodbye. And without either of us crying, I left. Of course I sat in the parking lot watching her, but still - no tears, just playing. Wow. She never fails to surprise me.

Get it, girl

Karla gave Sylvia her very own pink bundt cake. Four hours later, she's still eating it.

Flowers are for picking