Em’s cuteness was on full display over the weekend in Decorah, where we’d traveled for the Klevars’ annual apple cider event. The boy seemed to have a good time, but he’s just so generally happy that it doesn’t really matter where he is. Last night, before we fell asleep, I looked over at Leah and told her I hoped Emmett’s personality doesn’t change. I knew as soon as the words left my mouth that it would never be, so I’ll just go with the flow for now and enjoy the happy baby he is.
