Things have been probably a little more low key than most of you expected. By and large I've just been hanging with my family, playing my gee-tar and drinking rum. Oh, and eating. Dave is way too good of a chef. It's just not fair. How can I control my portion sizes when the stuff is just so darn good?
We all took a vacation - well, I took a vacation from my vacation - last weekend. We went up north to a place called Cabarete. It was lovely and I had heaps of fun playing in the ocean. I also got heaps of bruises from getting dashed on the rocks several times. The water was pretty choppy and unpredictable. (In Al's world, that translates as fun, in spite of being slightly owie.) And there was much rum.
Aidan is a hoot. He's mostly really well behaved, though like every 2 year old, he has his moments. He's currently going through his OCD period, and certain things he needs to have exactly just so or he loses it. He's also going through the endless queries of "why" period. Sometimes we play together or he curls up with his mama and I my maternal urges kick in, and then he breaks down sobbing because I cut his toast in two pieces or on the 29hundreth "why" for the day, and I'm grateful that my rats don't talk and can be put in a cage.
Well there's a quick update, maybe I'll share some more stories with you when I get the chance.
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The cute is so overwhelming it hurts.
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