saturday my cousins were in town from ensenada. so we took the kids for a cultural clash to duarte to meet them. i grew up visiting them at least once a month and during my college years I would spend a few weeks of my summer vacation soaking up the baja sun, visiting clubs (for term papers on intercultural socialization of course) and going to the tortilleria to get a fresh stack of corn tortillas. there was a moment on saturday when i could not believe that there i was watching my kids play with their kids in the pool. i guess i always still think of us as little kids playing together.
it was funny to see them try to communicate. their daughter speaks better english than my kids speak spanish. i know, i know bring on the criticism. there is no exuse. at one point i tried to show off that sofia knows her colors in spanish. (she learned that from dora not me) I would say 'how do you say blue in spanish.' and she would answer 'rojo.' then i would say ' how do you say green in spanish?' and she would answer 'amarillo.' my cousin turned to me and said 'the only thing you are showing off is that your three year old doesn't know her colors.' that is what i remember most about spending time with them, laughing. laughing till i was crying.
remarkably, i did not take a picture of this day. yeah really. i can't get them all i guess.
sunday we had the awesome good fortune to get tickets to the dodger game. but not just any tickets . . .i met up with a good friend from high school at sofia's preschool. she and her husband are season ticket holders to the dodger club. two tickets in row GG behind home plate for evey dodger home game. a few weeks ago at swim class she asked if we would be interested in taking one of her sunday games. i was like, wha? yes, yes, yes. i debated telling bobby or surprising him the day of. but i couldn't keep this from him. so sunday we headed out to dodger stadium at 11 o'clock with our prefered parking pass and a lot of hope in our eyes.
as we got out of our car and started walking the few steps to the stadium we heard someone calling our name. it was jordan's friend ryan and his parents jay and marisol also coming to enjoy the game. we went to the outfield to try and catch some practice balls from the braves. it was so great seeing bobby's face light up and holding his glove in the air. he never got anything but the experience was worth it.




for the final leg of our day we went to the starlight bowl in burbank for the big bad voodoo daddy concert.

we did this a few years ago and it was so much fun. we met bob and d there, laid our blankets on the grass and enjoyed the night under the stars. we are big fans of their music, mostly their older stuff. the best part was watching sofia dance and play the air guitar. finally, at 9:30pm we headed home. full, happy and exhausted.
2 comments:
I can't believe you got a pic with people from the office! I love it! I love Kevin and Oscar! :) And I love you guys too!
OMG, I agree. Steve would DIE if we met anyone from the office. Best photo ever! ps. Have a blast in Italy!
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