No, that isn't a cardboard cutout of the VPOTUS. And yes, his teeth really are that amazeballs.
Much more important than meeting Vice President Biden, however, was my two little ladies turning double digits. I trapped them in their room on the morning of their birthday. As you can see, they hadn't quite woken up yet:
Grace wore her new Tardis hat and Olivia wore her new Tardis socks (along with a heavy fur bear hat thingie that is awesomely inappropriate for Brazil's climate). If you don't know what a Tardis is, all I can say is that it's a nerd thing.
And finally, Jack went to his first senior prom. They do it differently here. All of the families of the graduates get to go, and then there is an after party that goes until the next morning. It's not really a 'date' thing, but it is formal.
Henry got a Mohawk, but he wears it flat.
We will be heading home for a visit soon (Hopefully? Pretty please can we get our travel orders, HR?), and then when we get back we will all be moving. Mitch to the Sandbox, and me and the kids to a new house, because the powers that be finally agreed that our house is trying to kill us. Fingers crossed that it doesn't collapse before we get out! I am stressed and tired (as are all moms at the end of the school year) and wrote about it here. I'm also really grumpy and fed up with our crappy internet that never works and our phones that work even less than the internet. When I get back to the States, I'm going to find a random Comcast guy and kiss him full on the mouth. So funny that I used to complain about Comcast before I moved here. When I'm done making out with the Comcast guy, I'm going to buy a bunch of beautiful organic vegetables and roll around on them and then I'm going to go to a Thai restaurant and then eat a Cobb salad and then stop at a stop sign because that's how it's done in America.