Whoa, what a night. A few too many chelas!!
Buenos noches and welcome to tranquilo domingo!!
Rough night for Max y madre...someone was up between 1am and 2am and then would only fall asleep on his madre...doph.
But with this crappy sleep, came a late sleep in. I woke up at 7am and was all discombobulated, not knowing why I was not on a prowl with the lil'man.
But they too had just woken up, so Bex y Bubba passed the baton and as the boys started their morning, Bex hit the sack for some more well deserved shut eye.
A shorter prowl as the goal is still to been finished desayunos by 1030am, have 30 minutes of tranquilo time in the Palace, and then head off for leche y siesta.
So with slightly overcast skies, we headed out and took a right instead of a left. Nice change of scenery and still made our way to the panificadora.
El gato was on vacation, so we headed up to the iglesia to see what "the Big man" had to say, and then headed home.
Huge desayunos and hola hola to some "dip dip" of pan frances. Follow that with NPS and it was off to drink some leche and hit the sack.
Good siesta and when the boys woke up, I "whisper whisper" in Max's ear that there was a race on the television. He scrambled off the bed, ran to the living room, passed me both remote controls, and then sat on the couch waiting for his Poppa to get the show going.
And once the TV was on, he hopped on his Pop and the boys watched some racing while Bex fed Max his comida, and fed Bubba some Bex's Bisquik Biscuits!!
Max was funny...jumping off me to grab some food, and then hopping back on top.
And after lunch, Max was off to wash the dishes, and we managed to grab Oma y Opa for a quick FT, so they could see the lil'man help his madre.
Overcast afternoon, so as Bubba sat on his butt (hey, I did vacuum) and watched the race, the familia headed out for a prowl and some time at the mall, on the trampolina.
Home for the leche tanque up and then the familia went out for a pre-cen bici ride.
Bubba watched the end of the race, got the casa ready and cooked up some burgers.
Good dinner...hello...burgers, tina time with an audioless FT con Opa and at 640pm, I hear screams of delight coming from the Rubbermaid tina. Five more minutes I hear Bex tell the lil'man, and then we start the pre-bed time rutina, which is no small chore in itself.
So, as we wait for that to start...onto the fotos.
At the start of the prowl, Max has no need to wait for his padre.
Until he spotted the hombre in the red, and came running back to his Poppa!!
No Policia Municipal today, but still worth a look.
Time for the Cheerio pit stop.
On the rock that Max motions to and says "rock", every time he goes by it.
The 100 year old (looking) hombre that sells coco frios, is getting lots of help loading the empty shells into the camioneta de basura.
Misc
Max counted to 3 today and he now also knows the word accident...like every time he drops something on the floor, waking up our neighbors below, it is an accident. Oh Max!!
Ok, here's hoping for a long and peaceful night of sleep in the Van-Arnold household!!
Have a great lunes y hasta mañana!!
Early blog posting means Sunday night futbol!! Doph...7pm rain...hope we don't lose the satellite signal!!
Marco, Bexico y Max
No comments:
Post a Comment