Justin had his 7th birthday. He is growing up! He got the Skylanders game he wanted from Grandma and Papa and that was all that was important to him. He and Ryan were ready to play! He requested homemade pizza and snacks for dinner and got to choose the movie we watched. We ate way too much and then topped it off with cake and ice cream.
Happy Birthday to my big boy! |
Christmas Eve in new Skylanders pjs from Grandma. This was the best pic I could get of the two of them by the tree. In many of the pictures one boy was climbing on the other. Boys. Sigh. |
The boys were allowed to wake us at 7:00. If I heard them BEFORE 7:00, I would delay that time by 5 minutes for each offense. If they went downstairs without us, there would be no present opening that day. Justin went through all of the possible exceptions to the rule with us. I think he got every possible scenario of WHY those rules might be broken without consequences. They got us up at 7:00. Waiting for the day when they enjoy sleeping in too. 7:00 isn't too bad though.
Showing off some of the loot from the stockings. |
Merry Christmas, Daddy! |
Is it a baguette? |
Yay! A cool umbrella so he doesn't have to share with Mom. |
Purple Minion! The new sleep buddy. |
Cuddling and watching a show after baths. |
Must organize Skylanders. |
Must be like brother and organize Skylanders. |
The boys enjoy their Skylanders figures as toys without the wii as well as with the wii. They have been keeping busy with their various presents. Justin has enjoyed trying to make paper airplanes using the patterns in the book he got. The boys both got their own tape dispensers and Justin got some construction paper. You can imagine the creativity (and mess!) that has caused. They have been having a good time though.
Christmas post present opening and pre clean up. |
The minion escaped once Ryan fell asleep. |
On Friday we went out to dinner for a work party. We rode with Erin and Jorge from across the street. We were in our first accident in Armenia. It was only a minor one, and good practice for when we are in an accident of our own. When you are in an accident, you leave your car right where it is. We were driving down a road that has two lanes each direction and were blocking a lane and a half. That means that cars are passing on both sides, across the double solid lines into oncoming traffic on the left and as best they can on the space in the right. You basically hope you don't get rear ended or hit on the other side as you wait. Mobile patrol (the people who check up on our houses and help out in situations such as accidents) didn't take too long to arrive and parked about 10 feet behind us. That made me feel more confident that we wouldn't get rear ended. It isn't like traffic can move very quickly. It took about an hour for the insurance adjuster (the adjuster is the key person here, not the police), mobile patrol, Jorge, and the guy who crashed into us to work things out. The guy who hit us claimed it was our fault because he was signaling to get over. Uh, yeah. He was in the middle of two lanes. While that is a common occurrence here, it doesn't make it right. So now we have been through the procedure and will be able to negotiate it more smoothly when our time for an accident comes.
We got to the dinner late and a lot of the food had already been eaten. Armenian fare isn't necessarily my favorite. I confess I would have rather McDonald's, but that would require leaving the country. The chicken and the buckwheat were fine and bread is always (or at least usually) safe. As much as I enjoy cilantro in my food, I don't eat it plain. There were many untouched plates of cilantro so I guess the other Americans aren't too into it either. Didn't notice if any of the Armenians chowed down on it or not.
Roberto is taking my picture. |
The sun is watching me in the bathroom. |
Jorge says don't eat olives and lemons together. |
The boys were so happy that we went out because Jorge and Erin's daughter babysat. They adore Skyler and have even asked if she can be their new mom. Hmmm.... Luckily she is only 13 and is not interested in being with the boys full time. They are going to miss her when she moves this summer. In fact, when they heard that she was moving to the US they wanted to know if we would be able to go visit her when we are in the States. Uh, no. I hope that another good babysitter moves in. I suppose we could always hire a nanny who is available. Many of them enjoy making extra money in the evenings when they are not working. I doubt we would find a nanny as good at the wii games as Skyler is though. :)
Better post this now. It is already January 2nd. I tried working on this blog a few other times this week, but the blogger site kept freezing up for some reason. Ugh. How obnoxious. At least I can blame it on technical issues this time. I should go do something so I have something to write about next week. :)