Our little catracho

Easter Sunday at the Barahonas

Crunching some veggie sticks in Valle

Playing in Valle de Angeles

Making a wish (Mommy, please buy me a blue soccer ball)

And did we mention WALKING?? 

Rain drops on roses...

Colin and I have been gathering a collection of photos to remember some of our favorite little oddities here in Tegus. Have a looksie:

A few folks go door-to-door selling mops, brooms, and whatnot cleaning supplies

This strange alien has managed to stay untouched for at least three years

The flowers here...WOW. And every month there are new colors!

This electrical box is quite a piece of art

My favorite drink: lemonade with club soda...yum!

And throughout the city there are still cobblestone streets

These vibrant flowers are seen all over the walls of houses in our neighborhood

And Dunn admires the flowers in more ways than one (or maybe just one)

Strange vegetables show up at our neighborhood grocery store that not even the grocers can tell me what they are...

Dunn is ONE!

Then...March, 2011

NOW! March 18, 2012

Dunn is ONE! We celebrated "catracho" style at El Picacho yesterday on St. Patty's day. The day was all planned out, the party goers were ready, and we were set for Dunn's first birthday party. We had just picked up the Cookie Monster cupcakes at a delectable bakery, when Colin accidentally dropped ALL 65 of them on the sidewalk right outside of our car. Yep. That's right. All 65 of them. There were only 2 or 3 survivors. 

A survivor

Pobrecito

All 65 of the monsters--the fall actually helped them look a little more "monsterish", eh?

The next little mishap was due to a "lost in translation" moment. I reserved our spot in the park thinking it was one place...and of course, it turned out to be somewhere completely different. SO, after walking around in the wrong place looking like a bunch of dumb gringos, we found our reserved park: a private, beautiful playground (enough to hold like 200 kiddos) with a bounty of picnic tables and perfect spot for the pinata. We arrived just in time to enjoy the last hour of our reservation.

The birthday man--I hung pictures from his first day until now for folks to see  his growth over the year

First cupcake

Loving the pinata (we're gonna have to keep this tradition!)

The plate was more fun than the food!

Friends, food, gifts, and pinata were enjoyed by all in that quick bit of time! And after the car nap, Dunn enjoyed playing with all his new toys! What a good first birthday!

Dunnivan's First Pinata

Pinatas are common party games here in Honduras, and so we went on a little hunt to find the perfect pinata for Dunnivan's first birthday party coming up next weekend (March 18). There's a street just a five-minute drive away that is loaded with all kinds of choices, and so we found a little shop tucked in the middle of the fanfare. Upon entering, we were met with a police officer (Colin said he had a "good feeling" about him, but usually cops around here are folks you want to avoid...most people just don't trust them). As it happens, we were entering his home, and his daughter was the creator of these festive pinatas. She showed us her best work (which wasn't all that different than what we'd seen on the street), and we knew we were going to buy almost immediately. It not longer was about the product, but the relationship (and maybe because her dad was a cop...). We were so attracted to this little home, complete with the working station in the front, the China cabinet close at hand, and the kitchen (with a rooster crowing in the background) just a step farther. We walked away happily with our first son's "Cookie Monster" pinata. It was well-worth the 100 lempiras (about $5). Now to teach Dunnivan about Cookie Monster...(Mommy does a great imitation).

The shop that caught our attention (also the front door to their home)

The competition across the street

The overly excited buyer with said policeman in background...and one confused baby