Kai loves his balloon. Being that it is a helium one, I've been reaching for it many times today when he `accidentally' lets it go.
Excited, yet not excited, about his new hat
Loving his `job' of carrying the junk mail home from the mailbox.
Looking out the window to Opi's house. All day long, `Opi? Opi? Opi?'. `Kai, opi is at work, we'll see him later'. (NOTE: my dad literally lives across the street).
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