Two years ago today, I let the kids stay up as we all waited anxiously. Two years ago today, Fitz sat in the airport at 11pm and watched a very sick little boy walk off the plane... cold, tired, hungry, and with a smile that lit up all of Boston.
We had never laid eyes on Pipo before, except for a few old pictures. It's amazing today to look back and see how bloated and sick he was. He was admitted to the hospital right away, where he and I stayed for a week. But not having seen him before, we were just mesmerized by that gorgeous smile. And we still are.