During Popo and Yaya's trip with us, we decided to go to San Francisco for a day trip. We thought that the boys would really enjoy seeing the big bridges, the tall buildings and hopefully catch a glimpse of a trolley car or two. We help up fairly well during the trip there - even mom who managed to squeeze into the car's 3rd row seats (we all know how spacious those are).
For those of you who have been to San Francisco's chinatown - you all know its a bustling place. Lots of people, lots of cars, and lots of little shops and restaurants. The running joke in our family when German's parents are in town, is that they insist on going to the same restaurant every time they come. Its been nearly 25 years since his parents first ate there, its likely changed ownership and even names many times, nonetheless its the place we always end up going to. Yes - even when its just us, we somehow find ourselves eating there too - guess we're just carrying on the tradition
Here are a picture of Lucas snacking on a bun.
And on Monday, it was Popo's birthday. We celebrated with a surprise cake (anytime we tell the boys we have a surprise for them they say "birthday cake?". A few pics of the boys helping to blow out Popo's birthday candles.