Abuela sent a Christmas calendar back home with Mum so every morning we get to open a secret door to countdown to Christmas. I had a really good idea that we should open one each morning and another each night. I’m disappointed that Mum just doesn’t understand that would mean twice the fun. One door a day it stands.
After I’ve found what’s behind the door the calendar gets put back up on its special hook to ensure a few extra doors don’t mysteriously swing open a little early.
There was only one way Papi was going to be able able to get me to stop playing soccer and come to the table for dinner.
We might not have had time to miss you Mum, but we still love you!
There was lots of excitement at my office today. Well, us kids found it exciting. I’m not sure if the teachers saw it that way.
So it’s ’til we meet again, then.