To continue the Fathers' Day tradition started last year (when Nikos was 15 days old - see photo below) we headed over to Picante for some delicious Mexican food and a pitcher of mojitos.
Taki and I are such pro parents* this year, not only did we NOT spill margarita salt on Nikos' forehead (such a rookie parent move) we even were resourceful enough to find a toy to keep him occupied. 
He chewed contentedly on this drink straw for 15 minutes - I mean, I am totally 90%** sure that I got all the rum out of it...
Taki, thank you for being such a fabulous dad to Nikos. I couldn't do it without you! Happy Fathers' Day also to Pop-Pop and Papouli - we love you!* Disclaimer - and by pro parents I mean the type that take Nikos to a nice dinner out in Aruba and forget a bottle. Allegedly. I mean, it really wasn't that difficult to trap milk in a straw and drip about three drops at a time into his mouth (since he hasn't mastered cups or straws yet.) Not stressful at all. Like I said, we are pros.
**Maybe 80-85% sure - I was a little distracted trying to make sure I didn't suck up any mint in my remaining straw.
6 comments:
You kill me!
Wow, what I notice is the absence of curls in Niko's hair now that he's no longer in humid Aruba!
Love the buns in the sand pic!
I love the MacGyver bottle technique!! Ingenious!
A little rum never hurt anyone. Maybe he was teething and it felt good. That buns in the sand pic looks like a postcard. I love it! I'm sure the bath was fun that night. That's a lot of sand in a lot of little places!
Note to self: Must invent mojito straw stat.
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