Our baby boy is two! We had a small party with four other American families on Friday. It was mellow but very nice -- games of ring around the rosies, a cool shark pinata from our friends/neighbors, presents (most of which came from the States in Carl and Em's suitcases), and a decadent chocolate cake also from the friends/neighbors. (I did make the lasagnas and rest of the food-- I'm not a complete failure as a mother.)
Right before bedtime on his birthday, he tripped and hit the bottom step splitting his bottom lip all the way through. Off to urgent care for super glue -- happy birthday little guy!
FYI - Dante has spent six months in Albuquerque, nine months in Portland, 6 weeks in Phoenix mixed with 7 weeks in Ohio, and six months in Israel. He's going to hate that ever-so-casual question -- So where are you from?
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Happy belated birthday, little guy who is getting-so-big!!
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