I Hate My Pizza, but I Love Yours

The computer battery seems to be taking and holding charge again, so hopefully it was just a glitch, and if not, we'll be home in 2 days and can just get a new one at that time.




Have we mentioned (a million times!) that we LOVE bath time????


Today we took the kids to the mall so they could use the coins that Jason had given them.  They ran straight to the gumball machines and picked out what they wanted.  Even Christian got to have a piece of gum (a little one, not one of those giant ones).  We stopped by Exito and picked up a just a few things, and let each boy pick out a small action figure toy.  Santi picked Iron Man, Juan Manuel picked Woody from Toy Story, and Christian picked Buzz Lightyear.  Iron Man's leg has all ready popped off twice, but luckily has gone back on, and stayed back on.

This afternoon we went with some other families to a pizza place called Archie's.  The kids get to go in the kitchen and make their own pizzas.  They can wear aprons and chef's hats, and they encourage the kids to get full of flour and have fun.  Juan Manuel was in his element and had a blast.  Christian had fun, but was a little on the young side to truly appreciate it all.  Santiago was bewildered by the whole thing.  Not sure why, but he didn't really want to partake in the fun.  He made his pizza, but you could tell he was not too thrilled about it.  We don't know if he just didn't want to get full of flour, or if there was something else wrong.  Here are a few pictures.



This is Christian's "I'm so tired I could fall right over, but I'm too stubborn to take my nap" look


So they brought the kids' pizzas to the table, and guess what?  None of our kids like pizza!  They all looked at it like it was the strangest food on the planet.  But then when our pizza came later, all of the kids ate it and said they liked it.  Needless to say, we will try pizza again at home some time and get to the bottom of the "I hate it.  I love it." game!

After Archie's we came back and the kids played in the room and in the courtyard here.  Christian was pushing himself along on a little plastic trycicle, and hit an uneven patch in the concrete.  He did a head-first dive over the front of the toy and really got a huge goose-egg and 2 cuts on his forehead.  Poor baby!  But he is a tough little guy, and he was as good as new about an hour later.  We were able to ice it right away, so hopefully it won't turn all colors of the rainbow for the immigration office process in the USA!!

The kids loved dinner tonight, and more than made up for their lack of interest in pizzas at lunch.  They had tacos with frijoles, and they inhaled their food!

Tomorrow we will go out to some of the markets that they have here on Sundays, and will see what kinds of treasures we might be able to find.  In the evening, we will pack, get the kids (and ourselves) all scrubbed up and ready for the morning, and get ready to head for home. 

Thanks to everyone who has given advice on helping a 2-year-old get through the ups and downs of being 2.  It will be so good for us to be home and establish a routine so that we can have a better sense of what is "normal" for our kids.