OK, I'm a bit behind (Passover was a month ago), but better late than never. Since I couldn't travel, My parents, sister, nephew and grandmother came to visit us for Passover, which ended up being the weekend before we moved. I would not recommend to anyone that you move at 28 weeks with twins, with a toddler, working full-time, with a cold, during Passover and a gestational diabetes test thrown in for good measure. Aside from the stress of everything coming at once, we had a lovely visit. Samuel stayed "home" from daycare for a week to play tour guide and hang out with his grandparents (Regi and Tocayo), aunt (Andy), cousin (Eduardo) and great grandmother (Baby - think Spanish/Russian version of Bubbie - Rebeca). He still talks about their visit an is convinced that Baby Rebeca is still on the airplane.
First Cup of "Wine"
Excitement over Eduardo finding the Afikoman (piece of matza hidden during dinner that the kids have to find)
Enjoying the (old) neighbourhood and ducks with Eduardo and Andy:
His new "casa", thanks Baby Rebeca (and proof of why we needed to move to a bigger space):
The Building Museum on a rainy day:
Pointing out what Daddy drinks:
What 28 weeks pregnant with twins looks like:
First Cup of "Wine"
Excitement over Eduardo finding the Afikoman (piece of matza hidden during dinner that the kids have to find)
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