Hanoi at Night, Scaling the Crib, & "Baby Thongs" & Captain Underpants

We are coming to a close on our journey to Viet Nam. We are happy (obviously) with the results and very happy to be able to introduce our new son to you all when we finally return. We are also very excited to (after a long while) finally be heading home. This time we've decided not to venture to Sa Pa or any other far(ish) destination. We'll save it for the next trip...yes, there will be one!
We walked around the old part of Hanoi today. We (again) ate some ice cream. The kids think everyday needs to have three things: ice cream, soda, and swimming pools. We are happy to say that life will go back to normal when we get home.
We walked around Hoan Kiem Lake today. Mike and Jody debated as to where the slalom ski course should go. It is totally skiiable and very tempting. The only catch was no motor boats are allowed. I'm sure they wouldn't make exceptions for a Malibu ski boat.
We went to an English bookstore to replenish our reading supply for the ride home. The kids were very happy to purchase not one but two Captain Underpants series books. One of the books was about "Professor Poopy-pants", how great! Potty talk with no consequences?! We went to the local grocery store and bought more diapers. When we got back to the hotel we discovered they weren't quite the right fit. More like baby thongs. The little guy didn't mind (he never does).
Yanic also was indulged with a little "illegal action" today: a motor bike ride. He was happy and especially happy to report (er, rat out Daddy) to Mommy. You can imagine how happy she was. Someone has to keep Mike in line!
The little guy is such a good climber, I really must say. He loves climbing in and out of his crib in the hotel room. I am not sure how he will react when he gets home and realises that he has a queen size. Maybe he will learn to climb a jungle gym with Sophie (our resident climber).
We had dinner with our friends from California who are here with us adopting. It was a really nice dinner. The little (or should I say big?) guy ate so much that his milk was coming back out of his mouth. The funny thing was, he kept putting more in until I took it away (not happy). We walked around the old part of the city a little bit after. Hanoi is growing on us a little more this time...