"Mom, when can I go to Kindergarten?"
Uh-oh.... I think someone was feeling a little left-out hearing all the "Isaac's-going-to-Kindergarten" talk. We decided that a special breakfast was just the cure... a little time for her to talk about herself. She loved her hot chocolate and bagel, and didn't mind the undivided attention either. We love you Zo! Just a couple more years... yikes!