Cheerio pit stop for the lil'niño that woke up at 520am.
Buenos noches!! Not the best night...early bed time but many wakings and of course the 520am "done"...as Max cleary states.
But I take pride in the fact that after each of his wakings, Max fell asleep in his cuna, sin rocking, and with just a little singing. Next goal...Max falling back asleep without the singing. Stay tuned!!
Some great lounging in the bed, hola hola to fotos, leche y videos, and then onto the PP for some tranquilo time before the prowl.
Good prowl and again, due to the early rise, no familia swim time was planned, and we had a longer prowl. Follow that by the huge desayunos and more tranquilo time, and the next thing you know, it is leche y siesta time for the boys.
A note of interest during the walk? Max was feeding me some pan and Poppa bit his finger, slightly. Now, one of us found that funny, while the other was trying to decide what they thought. After a few minutes Max decided that he did not think it was as funny as his Poppa did, and the tears flowed.
Using the art of distraction, "where do you think el gato is?", all was well within a few minutes...but wow...what an emotional lil'man!! But really...who likes their finger bitten?
Post siesta, we squeezed in some familia swim time, under the nubes, clouds. We had an over cast morning, a few sunny periods this afternoon and we actually squeezed in a few showers between 4pm and 6pm.
After the swim Bubba was off to el gimnasio and the familia decided the Play Palace was in order. So after their comida, onto the bici and after saying hola to Poppa at the gym, they were off to the Palace.
They made it home avoiding the lluvia, just some drizzle. Some leche...not much as Max does not want to use anything for leche except his bottles...doph.
Onto clean up, cook up and eat up!! Good eats, tina time, FT con Opa and at 710pm, round #1 in under way.
Fotos.
The day started with placas, license plates, in mind.
And quickly moved onto the bloque de hielo...and a senora who said "hola Max".
Poppa...who was that?
Bird's eye view of a Cheerio pit stop.
Max has taken to taking bites out of the telera, bun, vs allowing his Poppa to feed him pieces.
As you can tell by the multitude of positions Max is sitting in, trying to get him to stay still for a foto is tough!!
Max's new thing? Pointing to the curb, or the banco at home, and telling you to sit.
After losing the tip of his finger, we went looking for el gato and did not find him where he is normally to be found.
But as we crossed the calle, on our way to the casa via the parque...look who we found sun bathing.
Misc foto...somewhere in there is my internet cable...doph.
Ok, that's it mis amigos.
Have a great martes y hasta mañana.
Marco, Bexioc y Max
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