I decided in the fall that I needed to take Zechariah to Uganda in the spring for his 9th birthday. Since coming home, Zechariah has forgotten almost everything about Uganda. All of it. He doesn't even recognize photographs from there.
So with that in mind, I scheduled our trip.
Seth was not impressed.
But he survived.
Zechariah took hundreds and hundreds of pictures. Here are some of my favorites:
Zechariah remembered nothing of mosquito nets. Nothing.
Zip. Nada. Zilch.
Repressed memories are tough.
I knew it would be hard to separate the three musketeers for the week, and it was.
Suffice it to say, the pictures speak for themselves in terms of the happy reunion!
Next time, all four of us.
Can't wait!
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