A few more snapshots while in Addis Ababa.
Loading a bookshelf with plenty of manpower
Playing Anne’s harp one last time
Choosing which “swimming pool” they wanted at the market.
Wearing traditional clothes
Laughing as Musi sneaks Coke.
My enraptured child at the appliance store
Which happened to be in a building with a glass elevator, that we may have ridden multiple times purely because the girls thought it was King’s Island.
This moving stuff wore us out.
Saying goodbye to my toddler girl posse. The neighborhood kids in Addis loved Jon but he had nothing on me with this demographic. Though I did nothing to deserve their affections, whenever I was out, I heard sweet little voices chant, “Amy, Amy, Amy” and who can resist this sweetness?!