Yes, Felisha is still sick! Gross!

Week 3, where did the time go?  Bobbie Rose and I fell into the routine of things and time just seemed to fly.  Felisha, for those of you who are wondering is sick, nearly as often as she's not.  I don't know what that means, except that she can't stomach the food as well as Bobbie Rose and I have been able to.  Not that I'm judging her. Bobbie Rose and I went to a birthday party here in our Callejon. It was a nice event, Bobbie Rose played Polis y Ratas, a cops and robbers type game. We had crepes on Saturday, we took Jesus a.k.a. Cocho, our favorite neighbor with us.  He had crepes with Nutella and  strawberries, he hasn't stopped bragging to his siblings and cousins about how great the food was.  We also visited the local mall this weekend, and a movie theatre and we went to Mega, a huge supermarket. Those things won't be an everyday occurrence but there was a nice sense of familiarity. The house we are moving into is ready, so that will be next weeks major task.  I will keep you posted.  There aren't as many stairs going into the other house but there are still stairs.  I will ask Bobbie Rose to count them.  We'll keep you posted.  We love and miss you all.