I went to the Poconos for the first time in my life this weekend. It feels like a giant camp stuck back in the 1980s - frozen in the era of Dirty Dancing. Literally frozen - hotels with tables set have been abandoned. I actually think the boys would love it in a few years - zip lines, obstacles courses, tiny ski mountains. The house where I stayed for the girls weekend/bachelorette party was huge with a beautiful view. The boys and Carlos stayed in Philly for Friday/Saturday and then we converged on New York for Eli's birthday.
Grandma brought face paint and, in a classic grandma move, she turned the activity on its head and the kids painted our faces. Charlie was so focused and had a steady hand as he made this masterpiece tiger on my face.

Charlie has been continuing his night wandering and comes into our room saying "I want to sleep in a different bed." I told him to go to the guest bedroom, but apparently that is not the 'different' bed he is looking for. Diego woke up at 6:30 this morning and I was not ready to get up so I climbed into the crib with him and cuddled up until 7:30 when Charlie got up. Diego didn't go back to sleep but he was very gracious in snuggling up with me for an hour. I suppose someday we'll sleep....
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the picture of the boys with you on your back is amazing.
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