Spanglish Accent: Football or Futbal?

Superbowl weekend in our house is usually spent somewhere other than our house. When we were in the midwest or even the east coast, it was out to a nice dinner. When we had kids and were in California, it was at Disneyland. Because you could guarantee that neither of them would be very crowded. It seems like everyone else in the U.S. was busy watching the big game. But neither B nor I are huge football fans. I at least grew up with the game and know the rules and which team I will always have allegiance too (GO Packers!!). He grew up knowing football as a whole other sport...one played with a black and white ball and your feet. At this point, teaching him the American game is futile. But get a Futbal match on the TV and he is glued. And a madman.

Now that we live in the Southern Hemisphere, where Futbal reigns supreme, it is difficult to catch a Football game. They do show the Super Bowl, but you have to endure the Spanish dubbing of everything. Beyonce doesn't do well in Spanish. Commercials lose something in the translation. So, instead, we chose to barbecue, jump in the pool and wrestle naked in the backyard. OK, only the two littlest wrestled naked...

The only part that resembled Super Bowl parties back in the U.S. was the food. ~~Catered~~ Brought from one of our favorite places in Santiago, it was full of fat, dripping grease and oh. so. good. Totally Super Bowl worthy (even if we were a day early). It was a great weekend even though we didn't catch the game. I didn't even find out who won until the next morning. Yes, I know, very un-American of me.

No matter how you spent the Super Bowl I hope you had fun. We did.

We all got our baby fix too!

This guy always gets his baby fix. It's his baby...

These two were so ready for visiting a new pool. We didn't even wait until their friend woke up from her nap. They just thought they would test the waters for her and make sure it would be ok. I think it was just fine...