This week we are mourning the loss of our 3rd parent or 4th child (depending on the situation) - Carlos has moved on to his winter gig in Aspen. We are having to finish Battlestar Galactica without him. The kids have no one to play with (except each other and us, which they are not satisfied with). Rebecca has no one to rival her sleeping-in abilities. Maggie thinks every silver car is Arlo's. She also misses her daily "baby 'sage" (baby massage). Owen has no older brother to teach him the ways of the world - business, girls, football, star wars, pushups - general manliness. Kyle has no one to debate with. I have no one to save my dinner-disasters with an arsenal of spices I would never have thought to combine. And we only have 1 brisket left in the freezer. What.Will.We.Do?????
An ode to Carlos' last days with us...
Letting the kids prepare the 64 pounds of brisket to be smoked in our back yard.
Rebecca's glamor shot
Rubbing in the rub
Post rubbing in the rub
Post post rubbing in the rub
Stoking the fire
Let the cooking begin!
Carlos in his element
And some goodbye photos...why is Maggie crying?
That's better.
Someone is always crying or looking away. But Carlos is a professional - he knows that when you take photos with kids you just keep smiling and look at the camera!!!
R & C
O & C - see what I mean about the manliness? (If Carlos had stayed any longer I'm pretty sure Owen would have had a matching beard.)
Blurry Maggie giving Carlos a fist-pump
Carlos was a great first more-than-a-day house-guest. He was part of the family. And we miss him! Happy skiing man!
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