Prague and Back with Daddy's B-day

Here I am in the hotel shower. You can tell by my face how much I loved it...at first...

But daddy made it fun, and I started to smile.

Now this party is really getting started. This must be what a water-park is like.

Here I am after falling asleep. I finally gave up fighting the insane amount of clothes mommy had on me and just conceded to be warm and rest while mommy and daddy fussed about how cold their hands were walking around Prague. It was seriously the coldest day of my life.

Daddy and I are waiting for the tram. I loved the tram... well, most of the time. We normally got on it when I was really hungry and in that case, it was touch and go.

Here we are on the tram. This was our means of transport mostly everywhere. We only took the metro once.

Mommy made me sit in her lap if we could find a seat just in case the driver slammed on the brakes--which happened a lot.

Here we are at dinner with all the ladies who came from America to keep me and the two other kids at the table. We were eating at an American/Cajun/Mexican restaurant. Yum.

And here I am at daycare. This is where I stayed all day while mommy and daddy were in meetings, and I am happy to say, I didn't miss them one bit. I had the time of my life.

These are my new pals, but we may not get to play again soon. They live really far away in a place even colder than Prague. Imagine...

We had a blast while we were together and all of the ladies took GREAT care of us. We made crafts everyday, ate snacks that they brought from America, like crackers shaped like animals. WOW! We danced and sang songs. The adjustment back to mommy and daddy world has been very hard indeed.

This is where I took my nap everyday. Pretty cozy.

Here we are at the hotel restaurant that we had to eat at every day. We ate a lot of potatoes. One day our whole meal was fried cheese, boiled potatoes and french fries. We had french fries everyday, which wasn't so bad since, to my mother's dismay, they are one of my favorite things to eat. Pass the ketchup.

Here I am with my "uncle" Jeff at the airport waiting to board our plane. He's kind of giant, isn't he.

And now we are back in Ohrid. YAY! I have enjoyed getting back into my toy box and sleeping in my own bed, not to mention eating something besides potatoes. Since we have been home, we have celebrated my daddy's birthday. Here we are as a family when daddy turned 29. Happy Birthday daddy. I LOVE YOU!!!