Camilo is one of the most entertaining children I've ever met. His favorite movie is "Toy Story 3," which he watches literally every day despite not having seen the first and second films. He hates pants but loves his red boots -- and respectfully takes them off when entering a room. He is a farm boy in every sense of the word: climbing hills alone (he's 2), herding goats, throwing hay in the general direction of their mouths.
Since Camilo spent his formative years in France, I had the added bonus of learning French from him and continuing my education from last year's trip to Paris. I relied on body language and hand motions to understand him. And when I didn't, I just yelled "Woody!" and he'd clap happily.
Bissou-bissou for you, Camilo. I miss you.
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