We went to Iran, and took you there for the second time on July 27th and stayed till August 18th.

My grandparents and Vahid’s parents (and siblings) love to see you. They almost worship you.

You had no clue what had happened and why everything was so different. (I think) you felt nervous and excited. You didn’t eat as much as you eat here at home.

And…you do not feel comfortable with men!!! You didn’t let Vahid’s dad and my grandpa hold, hug and kiss you. You did not go near your uncle Mohammad.

The matter is, my grandpa is 91 years old now, and he is never sure if he can see you again. So, we did our best to encourage you let him hug and kiss you.

You liked my grandma and Vahid’s mom (who was by the way so nervous and upset because you didn’t eat much). Most of all, you loved your aunts, Faezeh, Zahra and Laya (in that order). You kissed them. Zahra had lots of lotions and sprays on a short table in her room. You went to her room, brought all those items one by one to her. Gave them to her, and kept your lips up for her to kiss you on your lips!!!

You always asked Faezeh to hold you in her arms and take you out to “dadar”. (dadar: kid’s word for outdoor in farsi).

And….

Again, everybody loves you. You are just so proud and snob however, you keep your nose up and do not let people (except a select few) to approach you.