Sunday morning seemed to dawn after just having closed our eyes Saturday night. That's how heavily we slept. Apparently, Rey's dad is the "up-at-dawn" type of fella because he'd been banging on something with a big stick for about an hour before we decided to get out of bed.
We had a nice time chatting with Rey's family and playing with one-year-old nephew, Agustin. Here he is eating breakfast with his 17-year-old momma, Mayra:
We left around 12, after chowing on our late breakfast of rotisserie chicken tacos and guacamole.
We looked like this on the drive home--hurting for sleep, a shower... and of course... our babies! :)
We got home around 10 and were oh-so-happy to fall into our very own bed.