Sojo and I headed up to Chiang Mai this past weekend to spend some time with Popo and Gong Gong. Our favorite baba opted to stay home to ensure that our house did not flood due to the water issues currently in Thailand. (thankfully, nothing happened in our neighborhood).
The weekend was misty, green, and filled with secret paths and watermelon shakes. One night at dinner, we told stories about when Sojo was a baby and nearly fell out of our chairs as we laughed so hard at the silliness of her throughout the years.
One of my favorite parts was spending a bit of time in the meditation cave on the hotel grounds. It makes me so proud that Sojo loves yoga and has her own mantra she says when meditating. Three generations of peace in this photo.