We had planned to go to the “Please Touch Me” museum, but since Kai had slept until 2 and the museum was closing at 4, we went with the flow and rerouted to see Michael, Melanie, and Sydney. It turned out that it was a private amusement park just for us with endless fun and a new friend with cousin Sydney (although some competitive tensions emerging). All topped off with some great home cooked food (by mom of course).
Kai is growing up. The last time we were here, Kai could barely play (see here), but today Kai was king of the playground. And he put his dutiful serf papa to work.
St. Martin’s Day is a European harvest festival celebrated with lanterns and popular with children, at least before they were invaded by Halloween. Kai had a good time, and we dressed him in his new clothes from Beijing.
Kai will make a great crooner. He has the music in his genes.
