Out of Town

We're going out of town in one hour (supposedly, Guapo still isn't home from work). It think it would be so nice to take trips as a man; just show up at the last second and everything that a family of six could possibly want or need for a weekend away is magically ready to go.

But, that's a post for another day (no time-I've got to get busy around here-the stuff isn't packing itself).

I don't even know where we're going. We had this guy over from Guapo's work about 6 weeks ago and he mentioned his family's house up in the mountains-it sounded so fun at the time, and now that it's upon me I'm not as enthused. First of all, I've only met this guy and his his fiancée (who only speaks Portuguese) that one time. Second of all-we have 4 kids. They're great kids and all, but they are kids none the less. And thirdly, traveling with a baby is just not high on my list of super fun things to do. Pedro's gear is going to take up half the car.

We are going to take our four kids to some house that's not kid proof to stay with people I barely know. Sounds like a good time?

Oh well.

I INTRUPT THIS WHINEY POST TO LET YOU KNOW PEDRO JUST TOOK HIS FIRST STEPS!!!!!

Awwwww, my little baby.

We'll be back Saturday night.

Tchau.