Uncle M came to visit two weeks before Z's birthday. He was in town for a week and came over on the Wed to go to the park with Z and A (and me). We talked about "Uncle Maak" coming beforehand and looked at his pictures, so Z remembered him. However, she got a little nervous when A cried upon seeing him. But by the time we were loaded in the stroller Z was good, and she had a blast at the park.
(A warmed up to Uncle M too!)
M stayed for dinner and Z asked him to read her a bedtime story. Now we talk about Uncle Maak a lot. We miss you, M*ark!
