Our carpets are delayed for several annoying reasons which means we can't really move anything into the 2 bedrooms.
We still haven't been able to hook up our washer and dryer.
We are still using blankets as sheets on our bed.
We have no TV.
No dining room chairs.
But, it doesn't really matter that much. This already feels like home and we are happy. The rest will follow.
My heart suffered a fracture last weekend because I had to work from Thursday to Sunday at my job's annual conference. Long days at a hotel conference center in San Francisco with all of the staff staying on-site. Which meant I spent my first night away from my little bear Roscoe. In a cruel twist standard of my insomniac brain, I was unable to sleep more than a couple of hours that night. Cruel. Thankfully, Ray packed up Roscoe and himself and joined me on Saturday night so that I could at least see them for awhile. We ordered room service and pretended we were on an exotic vacation. Roscoe, of course, adored having a new place to
Here is some photo documentation of our last month...
Easter ride on the long board (wearing a barong Ray's parents brought him back from the Philippines):
Cruising the strip:
Lounging in his chair, reading his book:
Old Men Ikaika and Roscoe (sitting on a wooden block) watching the world go by:
Giving Mela a good cuddle:
Then playing horsey with Mela:
Roscoe's new favorite toy. Lisa gave him the stroller Basi and Diwa used to play with. He likes to push around his water bottles, books, a football, shoes, pretty anything that can balance. He also likes to sit in it and laugh hysterically if you push him:
Roscoe trying on Daddy's shoes (on our exotic getaway):
Breakfast in bed. Life is rough:
And his new favorite breakfast - frozen waffles. Still frozen:
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