First Weekend

When breaking in a new pair of parents, one must always be aware of the potential hazards involved. What if we don't have any common interests? What if our personalities just don't mesh? What if my new Mommy and Daddy turn out to be total goobers? These were all valid questions that were about to be put to the test during this, our first weekend together as a family unit.

This was going to be a major test where I would find out exactly what kind of home life I was going to have.

Phase 1: Saturday Morning
I cruise into the kitchen bright and early hoping to catch her off guard but BAM! Mommy's already cooking. I don't know what she's making but it smells awesome. I tell you there is nothing like waking up to the smell of a kitchen being used correctly.



Mommy says she'll be glad to make this recipe for me again sometime in the future when I have teeth... and pants.

Phase 2: Saturday Afternoon


It was now the old man's turn.
What's up Daddio?
You gonna take me to a museum?
Are we going to a foreign film festival?
How about an art exhibit?
You're college educated.
You're a cultured kind of cat.
You've traveled a bit.
What kind of life lessons are you going to teach me on this... the first Saturday that you have with your son?
Uh... we went to a sports bar across the street to watch Team USA lose in the World Cup tournament to the team from Ghanna. Daddy was really into the game.... I was really into that fire extinguisher.

I eventually got into it when the man on TV started yelling Goooooooool!

Daddy says when we get home to Miami he's going to teach me all about another sport also called football where the players act like real men and actually get to use their hands and the ball is made of a pig's skin. Mommy rolled her eyes when he said that. I notice that Mommy rolls her eyes a lot when Daddy talks. All I know is that I feel sorry for that poor pig walking around with no skin.

Phase 3: Sunday
This is my Tio Carlos and my Tia Adriana. They are friends of Mommy and Daddy who live here in Cali and have been a big help to us since we became a family.
Sunday was Father's Day in Colombia so they wanted to take us on a special trip in order to celebrate. We ate pan de bono and sancocho de gallina and spent the whole day together visiting little towns around Cali and taking in the local culture.
The experiment was a total success as was our first weekend together. I think I can get used to this.