The toughest thing about living on another continent is not the lack of Starbucks but the inability to see regularly the ones we love dearly.
Tori had her Grandparent's tea at school last week. It took her a while to process why neither of her Grandmas could jump a plane and be there to watch her sing. Convincing her that where they would love nothing more than to be present, it was not possible. So her next choice....you guessed it, her daddy!
With a touch of baby powder he was ready to go!
Each Pre-school class had their "number" to perform.
I love the little guy next to Tori; he reminds me of a cartoon character..
After song and dance, we were served tea by the Grade 5's. Skyler was the waitress for our table...
Baby powder aside, we will be goin' gray all too soon. My silver lining....look who I get to grow old with....