the carousel - Kenny tried to ride his own horse but got in trouble for not
holding on to Caleb appropriately and had to get down
holding on to Caleb appropriately and had to get down
he made his way to his personal heaven at last
After crawling into the ball pit myself, we managed to extricate Caleb from it and Coney Park and went home to collect Isaac for phase 2 of celebrating Labor Day. We joined some other non-laborers and headed to the Olive Park near our home for a picnic. The park is roughly 6 blocks long and full of fruit-bearing olive trees. Legend has it that these woods sprouted from just three small branches, planted by the Peruvian saint, San Martin de Porras. The expanse also formed part of the Limatambo hacienda belonging to the Dominican Monks. In the middle of the park is an enormous fountain where we chased the pigeons and did our best to stay dry.
Caleb eyeing the water - he said over and over that he wanted to jump in
(never mind the fact that he cannot swim and that this is not a trick of
the light - the water really is that lovely shade of murky green)
(never mind the fact that he cannot swim and that this is not a trick of
the light - the water really is that lovely shade of murky green)
our friends Carlos and Heather and their son Sebastian
playing amongst the Olive trees with Daddy
playing amongst the Olive trees with Daddy
After we took the boys home and put Caleb down for his nap, Kenny and I ended our day at a nearby movie theater where we watched Eastern Promises. Movie options in Peru are fairly limited and this seemed the best option available. Neither of us knew much about the movie and though we found it to be a very good thriller, it was too graphically bloody for my tastes. Not the perfect ending to an nearly perfect day, but Viggo Mortensen was unexpectedly good and there was movie popcorn so not a total loss.
7 comments:
I'm ok with Giraffe's as long as they don't have a formal name. IE, Mickey Mouse- no go. Random mouse on some article of clothing that isn't too cartoony...that's ok. Although, most things are Fire Truck up in our house. :o) You are so funny!
Peruvian hot dogs scare me. Why they are so pink I will never know. This post made me miss some things about Peru and reminded me of others.
Thanks for your quick reply! Henry's Wagon sounds like the one I'm looking for, and Circus Boy is my show! Your family activities look fun! I'll put Eastern Promises on my list. We saw Blink last night (an older movie with an R-rating, but very edge of your seat thrills.)
Linsey!
Nice to meet you and thanks for introducing yourself. You are living my road not traveled (my husband very nearly joined the Foreign Service about a decade ago). Also, I lived in Lima as a child (2-4 y.o.) when my dad had a fellowship for a couple of years to do work there (in the early 70s. yeah, i'm old). Many of my family's long-term friendships began there.
Anyway, I've loved looking through your entries and reading about your life. I'll be back...
I have to say I think the Peruvians have it right. Kenny should not have shirked his fatherly duties and tried to ride his own horse. Think what could have happen to poor Caleb if the ride had gotten a little wild. Do you remember Marry Poppins? Funny until some little boy falls off a horse that has just broken free of the carousel and gone running amuck.
Frankly, I love ball pits and I can't wait until Gabe is old enough that I "have" to accompany him to play in it.
Caleb is so big! I hardly recognized him! What a handsom fellow!
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