here we are spinning circles and betting five kisses that the next plane to fly above will be a small plane or a big plane. both of us were winners of many many five kisses.
and the last two photos, at papa's school. she was suspicious that this was indeed a school until she met papa's teacher. ah, there was a techer after all, so this is a school. papa's teacher was looking for a little bearded toddler with rubber chappals and a loud laugh.
and the election posters - to feed papa's nostalgia.