the Grands

Hola.

We are currently hailing from Quad Cities, America where we are visiting my grandma and Simon's grandpa. After Simon got off his last night shift on Friday morning we hit the road ...

I've been thinking about offering an e-course in below average photography skills. I think this abstract of the windshield wiper was the final straw. Doing it.

 After 15 hours at el hospital ... wimp.

On road trips, sometimes Julia lets him watch 3 minutes of Barney in between marathons of Dora. It makes his whole life.

G(reat)G(randma) gave the kids some trendy mocs. Sebastian can't get them off. Double W.
Tell me your grandma can rock some zebra like mine does.
(Right.)

Entire ensemble c/o GG ... scando baby included.

 Going for a speedwalk in his swanky monkeyknit.

Notre Dame giving Simon an eye pop or ten.
Sebastian about to massacre that cabinet full of catalogs. 

Sebastian refuses to let me get a closeup of his forehead goose egg c/o a long fall off a tall bench and has since added fat and attractive lip to his resume of temporary facial anomalies.

Newsworthy:
~ Julia has taken to calling Great Grandma, "GG Cakes" and Great Grandpa, "Crampa Cakes"
~ I've gone on one six minute wog since we've been here.
~ Sebastian is overwhelmed with the many, many toilets in GG Cakes' house.
~ Simon has asked me three times if "denim tops are really in?" while glaring at my shirt choice today.
~ We celebrated Thanksgiving last night. Beat you.
 

More to come, as always.