Did you miss me?

Amigos,

It has been far too long since I wrote, and for that I apologize. But I know you forgive me after viewing this ultra-cute picture of me trying to crawl. (By the way, I still haven't figured it out.) However, you will be interested to know that I wasn't just wasting all this time drooling and sleeping (though I do sleep regularly... who doesn't take 3 naps a day, right?). I was busy seeing the world (3 weeks in USA) and sprouting teeth (and I am not afraid to use them). But now it is time to catch you up on recent events, like Grandpa Ed's visit in April and the shorter, but no less sweet, visit of Tios Mike and Merideth.

Later still, I will fill you in on my trip to the Motherland, my Tio Eddie's wedding, my 6 month birthday (thanks for all the well wishes), and my foray into the world of rice cereal. And Tio Luis and Tia Renata were just here this weekend. But on to April...

Grandpa Ed came for a nice long visit to hang out and meet me (as well as peruse the local chicas). At first, I figured he rode a motorcycle down here because he looked so rugged. Turns out I was half right... he is a motorcycle man after all, but he actually flew a plane down here. I should say, flew on a plane. Had he been flying the plane himself, it never woulda made it. (Unlike my Tio Eddie, who actually is a pilot... or so he says. I'll believe him for now.) Anyway, this first shot is of me and Grandpa at a nice restaurant. I was so hungry I was actually considering eating my fist. And there we are at a weekend cookout. I got all spiffed out in my hoodie, while Grandpa did his best to challenge speed eater's Kobayashi's hot dog eating record. (He ate one... barely.)

Overall, Grandpa Ed enjoyed the Peruvian cuisine, though I think he's still chewing on some gum to get rid of the taste of that hot dog. (We're still trying to ascertain if it actually was made with real dog.) However, he did get lots of good fish and "lomo saltado", a Peruvian classic. I would assume it's more flavorful than rice cereal or stewed carrots. I hope it is, anyway. Anyway, here we are recreating a scene from Crocodile Dundee, where he's the Aussie protagonist and I am the adorable baby sidekick. Maybe they haven't made this movie yet, but I guarantee it would be better than "Cop and a Half".

Tios Mike and Merideth also visited in April, and overlapped with Grandpa. My apologies again for not writing this sooner... it is already July (egads!). So, we all hung out and got completely drunk (well, perhaps I exaggerate), reminisced about Daddy's Uno prowess, and watched Daddy crush Tio Mike in Halo (no scope!). But Mike was a good sport and only cried a little.

Finally, I will leave you with super cute photos of me with Mommy and Daddy. Arrivaderci, and I will write again soon...