Yesterday evening we got to sit down and share a delicious meal (thank you Mark) with our dear friends Mark and Tracy Gordon and their son, Sasha.
We remember Sasha as a wee-bit toddler with a head full of wheat-colored hair...the hair is still the same but the wee-bit is now a long-legged, rapid-fire talking pre-schooler.
He still loves to be thrown high up, though.
Gus enjoyed watching this human sparkplug whiz around him and fetch him toys - I could see in his eyes that he was in awe of how Sasha could get up and run this place and that.
I know he can't wait to be just like Sasha.