Marcus turned eight February 1. Eight years old. He is such a grown up, good boy. He is also lucky. Each winter we try to take a vacation to get through the cold and snow. Although this year, being in opposite-land, we needed to get away from the heat and humidity. Anyway, he spent his fifth birthday in Hawaii, and this year he got to celebrate his birthday on a cruise ship, somewhere in the South Atlantic Ocean, between Puerto Madryn, Argentina and Montevideo, Uruguay. I think he had a good day. We hung out on the ship, went to the "show" after dinner, and then attended the chocolate buffet, which I believe was planned just for his birthday.
When we got home from our trip, our maid had decorated the dining room with balloons, flowers, and fun decorations. He got to open his gifts from everyone, and we took him out to dinner.
We haven't decided whether we are going to wait to go home, or have him baptized here. He kind of wants to wait, but also thinks that it would be cool to be baptized in Paraguay. We need to figure it out.
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