Andrew and Ben’s Visit

This weekend we were very lucky to have Andrew and his son Ben in town from Houston.

As many of you know, Adam and I met at Andrew’s wedding in Jamaica.

His son, Ben is one month younger then our Ben. When you have kids the same age, it really helps keep the friendship close. You can compare notes. And most importantly, you can play date!

They also have another son who stayed back with mommy, Eliot. Eliot is 6 months older than the twins.

So this weekend instead of the usual 5 boys and me, it was 7 boys and me.

What was the best part of the weekend? I think it was different for everyone.

For me it was standing back on the many stroller walks we took through the neighborhood while Andrew, Adam and all the kids raced ahead. I  couldn’t help but giggle as I watched the curious onlooker who were parted by two strollers, a bike, and two men. I could see their eyes wondering what was going on. Andrew and Adam looked like a modern day gay couple with their adopted kids! I only wished we had an Indian or African American friend along to really confuse everyone!

imageI think the our boys really liked having their first sleep over. They all dressed in matching “Jake and the Neverland Pirates” outfits and snuggled into one bed.

Adam reading books before bed.

Adam reading books before bed.

For Ben Wong, I think it was the never ending play date and all the new experiences.image

I’m not sure what Andrew liked best, the afternoon of football watching or all the naughty eating we did.

At Shine. We also hit portillos, homeslice, sweet Mandy bs, and Meli cafe.

At Shine. We also hit portillos, homeslice, sweet Mandy bs, and Meli cafe.

I know Adam’s favorite thing was having all his family and his good friend together, all enjoying themselves in his house. I enjoyed that too.image

Even thought it wasn’t intentional, I can’t help the fact that every time I see Andrew and Karen I’m aware that they are directly responsible for good fortune in my life. Without them, there would be no Adam and there would be no Calisoff clan. And for that, I’m forever grateful.

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