The one with a surprise party.

Luca went on a walk to the park with Grandma Rosie and Ana a few days before we headed to NY.

We went to get ice cream after too, because of course.  I only give Luca the sample cups, one or two, and then get him fruit and one or two candies in his cup.  Its so much cleaner that way.

We went to get a few more pairs of jeans for the trip/fall and winter, and the rain was just coming down on Saras hood.

We also learned how to eat olives the for real way.

And 5 at a time is no issue for Luca.

Once the furs come out at Target Luca and I play and play.  He loves it.

Jose organized a surprised birthdayish party for his dad.  He got all his old missionaries from when they were mission presidents back in the day to come.

We did it at the restaurant, and it was awesome and worked really well.  Tons of people came, and lots of food was brought.

We did it in the "antigua" room, because that seemed appropriate for the Guatemalan Missionaries.

Luca was in heaven just running around like a crazy, and screaming to "GAPA!!!" across the room at any random moment. 

At one point I couldn't find Luca, and I had left the back door open for air flow, and I found him OUTside laying on the ground by grandpas car saying "Gapa, gapa, gapa" over and over again.  I counted my blessings that he didn't go any further--trax runs down that street.  Dang child.

Random picture update--command strips rule my life now.  And if I already posted this picture, sorry.  But I doubt it because I did it that night when we got back from the party.