Not quite warm enough for water play yesterday.
But Kado remains ever hopeful.
He is, after all, wearing his Ladder 24 shirt.
And his sister's shoes.
On the wrong feet no less.
Yesterday I passed him in the tight hallway and heard him say, "Birdy going night-night."
I was holding a sleeping baby at the time on my way to put him to bed and replied with the Beppe standard of "OOooh."
Today I passed by and noticed a tiny salt-shaker bird resting peacefully on an ear-ache size rice pillow.
I'm not sure where either of them came from. But they are still there.
Just because Kado is sweet, and two, and the birdy is going night-night.