Showing posts with label Sofia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sofia. Show all posts

1.18.2012

Mount Bonnell

We went for a walk up on ole Bonnell.










Bill Callhan wasn't there though. Bummer.


12.04.2011

11.07.2011

Beefday



My birthday. See Sofia.



I was craving a bacon cheeseburger. I got one. It was so good.



Later, cake. Santi was buggin'.

10.25.2011

Yo Ho Ho



Halloween time. Santi is a pirate this year, thanks to Tere. We dressed up a week early for a kid costume party.




Day of party costume. Pumpkin patch, duh.




Cat.

8.19.2011

Mom/Dave in ATX, Part 3



Dave went home. I went to work. Sofia, Santi and Mom went swimming at Fer and Luigi's.



Nice view.



Check out my sweet outfit. That's that shit I run in.



We walked to the park to try to fly Santi's kite.



There was absolutely no wind, so I had to run with it. Santi did not mind. Forget this let's go swing.



It was like 110 degrees out



Later kale chips. Santi loves em. Mom thought it was hilarious. I guess it kind of is.

8.16.2011

Mom/Dave in ATX, Part 2



Breakfasting.



At Galaxy. Far out.



Then, what else? Playgrounding.



Swinging.



LUNCH!

I'm guessing we played after lunch. And then probably had dinner. Just guessing.

8.07.2011

Mom/Dave in ATX, Part 1



Dinner at Fonda San Miguel.





Posed pictures are a must with Mom.



Breakfast at our usual.



Later ice cream and playing on the playground.





More ice cream.





Cow jumping.

Wok and Roll



Sofia tried out her new wok. Adjustments need to be made.

7.25.2011

7.09.2011

South Padre Vacation, Part 1

The Drive.



From mad and sad.



To glad. Less than three seconds. A peach can change the world.

6.01.2011

Almost Two



Santi's bday party was this past Saturday. He turns two June 5. That mean look is building rage to attack this guy:



A cute elephant. The piñata place had an Osama bin Laden piñata, which to me made a lot more sense than a cute lil animal.



And it begins.



Then Arturo.



Next Sage. As you can imagine, two year olds are not exactly adept at tearing up piñatas.



In the end, Sofia had to intervene.



And the kids somewhat swarmed the pile.



The Dr. and Luigi looked on from the cheap seats.



Cake time.







Dig in.



Sugar hittin.