Our Anniversary

When we were first married and for the 3 years that followed, we studied for finals together, stayed up late playing games and talking all summer long, made crazy trips home (22 hours) without sleeping longer than our car would stay warm at a truck stop, dreamed of all of the things that we would one day be able to accomplish, and managed a checkbook that rarely went over a few thousands dollars (and only after a long summer) and sometimes managed to carry no more than few cents. I cheered from the sidelines for years as Steve pursued the coveted sac from the defensive line. It put us through college. All the while, with special permission, I took more credits each semester than normally permitted in order to graduate in three and half years so that we would finish together.

Now, 8 years later, these are but faint memories as we live on the other side of the world raising two children and preparing for a third in a few short weeks. We are living the life that we so often dreamed of and discussed. We are where we have always wanted to be at this stage in our life. Traveling, making a difference, and raising happy, healthy children, while still enjoying staying up too late together.

Steve, thank you for a wonderful 8 years filled with lots of love, laughter, and growth. Thank you for working so hard for your family and for your country. I love you.

Moving Day Has Arrived

I can stop holding my breath now because my house is filled with boxes and packing paper! We really are moving.

As a note: The same guys are here to pack the boxes as those who delivered our boxes and car 8 months ago. Immediately, when I started explaining to them what would go first and what was staying, they stopped and looked at me as they commented on my vastly improved spanish and expanded vocabulary. I have to admit that it is still rather pathetic, it is just that I can get my point across now. Who knows if I will ever really be able to conjugate anything properly... Poco y poco.

After 8 months...

...in temporary housing, we are MOVING!!!

On Saturday, Steve and I moved and assembled the kids bunkbeds.

The surveyor just inventoried our belongings and determined how much time it will take them to move us. We are moving on Thursday, Friday and Saturday.

We will just keep praying. We can't believe anything until we see it! There is actually a possibility that I might get the house together before the baby arrives. WooHoo!!!

A Lasting Impression

Me: Did you have fun in Mexico?
P: You know it... Uncle Bic get big owies on his showders. On dis one and dis showders. (As she points to each one)
Me: Oh, was it red?
P: No, it was white.
Me: Did you give it a kiss to make it feel better?
P: No, Shelly do it. He trying to cleaning it already. He getting a napkin for it.
Me: Did he clean it to make it feel better?
P: No, he not clean it. It bad.
Me: How did he hurt his shoulders?
P: I don't know. (pause) From the sun. It was sunburned.
Me: Why did the sun hurt him?
P: He just playing on the beach one time.
Me: Is Uncle Vic so fun?
P: "He says, 'Hi P'" (In almost identical intonation in her voice)
Me: Did you play with Uncle Vic in the pool?
P: No. I sit on his lap. (pause) I sit on Shelly's lap. I want to sit on her lap one time and Uncle Bic's lap too, k? He is wearing his own hat. I just sit in da middle.
Me: Did Uncle Vic take you down the water slide?
P: Yeah, he pushed me.
Me; Did you have fun?
Me: Yeah, you go down the slide with him too, k? And Abe too. And Daddy too, k?


From sand castles to Wii... thanks Uncle Vic and Aunt Shelly for making such a lasting impression on my children and going out of your way to spend time with them. Vic, I am sorry that you had to suffer the consequences of the most lasting impression of them all...

In 100 Days...

I will fall in love again with a beautiful, innocent, perfect angel sent from heaven.

La Plata - Day Two

After a traditional Argentine breakfast of medialunas, juice and drinkable yogurt, we headed to the Natural History Museum and Paseo del Bosque (the Forest Promenade) and the Magical Caves. It was so cold that the kids didn't last long in the Forest Promenade before heading to see the wide array of dinosaur skeletons that the Natural History Museum had to offer. They were both highly anticipating the Saber-Toothed Tigers that they knew were waiting for them at the entrance. Peyton hasn't quite determined the difference between statue and reality (which we discovered in Puerto Vallarta), so it took a bit of coaxing to get her to sit within inches of the "guards at the gate".

We look forward to going back when it warms up! Brrr... we are cold!

La Plata - Day One

For Father's Day, (which happened to fall on an Argentine holiday weekend), we headed to La Plata. La Plata is a city of 550,000 people about an hour south of Buenos Aires. It was a planned city which is home to a large number of Federal Government offices. Besides the government work, the city relies on tourism.

Here is the hotel that we stayed in. I do NOT recommend staying here. The lobby is nice, but the rooms were in desperate need of renovation, which might be an understatement. However in front of the hotel, in yet another small park, there was a small children's carousel. Although it was absolutely freezing, as evidenced by the photo of Peyton on the horse, they rode it over and over and over.




After our time on the carousel, we headed to see the Cathedral and City Hall, which large located on the opposites end of a large plaza..In the plaza, there is a small trains than circle the outer perimeter. There are many vendors selling bubbles and other knick knacks, as well as mini toddler go carts for rent.

Airline Fees

I just stumbled on a small article about airline fees. A friend had mentioned that American Airlines has instituted a new charge for your first bag of $15, as well as a second bag for $25. I was surprised by this new cost-saving strategy by the airline, considering that there are few trips (with or without children) that can be made without luggage. I suppose that is the point. 150 seats times $15 is about the equivalent as adding 8-10 more payed passengers to each flight without the overhead.

However, I was taken back a little by the following article. We all knew that it was a matter of time, but now it looks as though they (at least US Airways and Spirit Air, for now) are going to charge us $2 for soft drinks, juice and water. Maybe this means that they will be more willing to relinquish the entire can, I mean we did pay for it. Some additional fees seem reasonable, considering that not everyone uses all of the services, however this seems unfair considering that you can not bring liquids through security. We are usually well stocked with snacks, knowing that food service is limited and that we are traveling with toddlers. We have the opportunity to pack lunch outside of the ridiculously over-priced terminal.

Other fees include: Seat assignment (no, not class preference - we all know that we pay too much for this upgrade), lap infants, headphones, "comfort kits" for a pillow and blanket, snack boxes and over-the-phone booking.

So here is my question... Would you rather pay the additional "amenity" charges for each flight or have the fees bundled into the fare?

P.S. We will be posting our Mexico photos soon...

Nighttime Rituals

Each night, the kids go to bed in their own beds in their respective rooms. I spend time with each to help them get in the mood to fall asleep quickly. Once I leave, I often hear chatter between them as they call out to talk to the other. Then there is silence. I expect that they are each soundly sleeping alone and yet more than 50% of the time, I find them like this...


When I ask Abe why he is sleeping with Peyton or vice versa, he replies, "I just needed someone to cuddle."

Disclaimer: No, Peyton is not taller than Abe... yet.

Class of '08

Congratulations to our newest college graduate! My sister, Cristi, is one of the hardest working, talented people that I know. She is just as beautiful on the inside as she is on the out.

We are SO proud of you! You have many wonderful years ahead of you and we can't wait to see where life takes you.

Puerto Vallarta 2008

Biannually, all of the Barlows head to Mexico for a activity-packed week at Paradise Village in Puerto Vallarta. We played games, took pictures, swam with the dolphins (some of us even swam with sea lions), dove for candy beneath the pinatas, built a sand castle, spent hours on water slides, played more games, took more pictures, ate, laughed, danced and enjoyed spending quality time together as an extended family.

This year we totaled 21. We were 12 adults and 9 children, of whom the oldest is 7 with 3 more on the way. In our attempt to document the vacation, we managed to take hundreds (if not a thousand, literally) of pictures combined between families. We will continue to post our favorites throughout the week.

Fire

On another adventure, a friend and I were driving down a major road when we were cutoff by a fire truck, who proceeded to pull in front of us and stop. I happened to have my camera to capture what we saw.

Antiques

Last week, my friend took me downtown to an area of Buenos Aires filled with antiques. She found a shop that sold hundreds of antique chandeliers and was headed to pick up her newly refurbished gem. It was an wonderful area and a place that I will definitely go back to. There was an area filled with the works of local artists and many shops with perfectly aged furniture. There were plenty of deals to be had if I really had an idea of their value.

This is just one aisle of the store. This woman was selling some of the most beautiful chandeliers, but I am afraid that she really needs a display manager and a marketing specialist. It really was hard to decipher one from another. With a good eye, you really can find a steal. Her prices were a little more than half of the neighboring shops, but they only displayed a few at a time, already rewired with the lights on.


I found these paintings and have been thinking about them since we left. I prefer the 19th century tango men to the right.



This is a quick picture of the cafe we stopped in for a "must have food" pregnancy stop, where I found a fantastic pastry-like pie filled with mozzarella, tomato and basil.

We are patiently awaiting...

... another girl!

Our Own American Gladiator

Japanese Train Loaders

Although it is not quite this rough and formalized, sometimes the trains here in Buenos Aires feel pretty close to this.

Dia del Trabajador

May 1st is Dia del Trabajador in Latin America. The US Embassy was closed, so we took advantage of the day and headed to San Antonio de Areco which is about a hour and a half north of where we live. Many of the shops and restaurants were closed, but we enjoyed the park, ate at an authentic Argentine restaurant and convinced Steve to ride a horse for the very first time!

Our Bikes

We have had quite a few "colder-than-you'd-expect" kind of days, but all in all it has been really nice.

Steve bought this bike from a friend who recently moved back to the States for $50 pesos. It was originally owned by someone who was tall and came with a bike seat for the kids. I then took my bike into a local shop and had a seat installed, as well as a basket on the front for carrying a few extra things. I couldn't look more like a mom on my comfort Schwinn, adored with "Mom Gear", but I LOVE it. Steve and I have been able to take the kids out on quite a few weekend rides around the neighborhood. It is also easier to run an errand or two in the area on a bike rather than navigate the one-way roads. As I continue to get more and more pregnant, I am grateful that the weather will also be less permitting of this fun outdoor family activity, however I have a feeling that the boys will be out riding well into the mild winter.

Kraft Mac and Cheese

Having lived in Argentina just slightly shy of 6 months, we have finally run out of the Costco 12 pack of Mac and Cheese that we had packed with our household goods. Now, I know that this does not sound like such a travesty to the majority of you, however this was the final source of cheddar (or the flavor that is) cheese. I have often said that of all of the foods that I miss, Cheddar Cheese ranks #1. I love cheddar alone, but I really love Mexican food. Good 'ole Tex Mex just isn't the same topped with a mozzarella-like variation. This however brings up a very controversial question in the Foreign Service circles. It could probably be debated for hours...

Should you hold on to American customs or embrace the country that you live in? Or can you have a little bit of both?

This is fun...

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