Our #1 blog fan, my dad, turned 75 this past September 10th! Feliz Cumpleaños Papi!
Saturday night we went out for some Cuban food to celebrate, and though by the time dinner ended Wes was two hours past his bath, bottle and bedtime, I’m glad he got to spend some time with abuelo and that I got this picture, even if Wes is looking worse for wear:
Grandpa is flying out today and by the time he returns his 7th grandchild will be almost a year old, more likely to be trying out his sea legs than wanting to be held by daddy.
Cousin Matthew, I didn’t forget about you. But by the end of the night, your titi was about as worn as her son, so forgive the blurry picture!