Mexico baby

My husband grew up in Piedras Negras, Coahuila, Mexico and where we are living right now Piedras is only 2 miles away! It's a common-day occurrence to see the Mexico flag flying on the bridge and the clock tower in Piedras chiming away as we do our errands on the U.S. side. Pablo and I haven't crossed into Piedras since we got here however and it's mostly due to safety. North Mexico and Central/South Mexico are really different and Piedras isn't a tourist city. But we had business in Piedras earlier this week, so our little Mexico baby was able to cross the bridge into the same city his dad was a baby in!

The Rio Grande

Stopping for gorditas

A good shot of those beautiful eyes

Nom nomming on his first Mexican street food

Pablo's next-door neighbors as a kid

PJ's called "werito" everywhere down here. It means "white-boy" haha

The street Pablo used to play soccer as a kid and run around :)

The Velezes old house! They sold it to someone else in the family and moved to the states in 2010

 I took this picture to demonstrate why we don't go there often and why Pablo's parents moved to Texas. This is a fancy hotel that Pablo had his 12th birthday party in. It's now the headquarters for the Federal Police who patrol the city. The city is slowly becoming safer and I felt comfortable being there during the day and walking around. But the blown-out houses we passed and the army convoys we saw are reminders why we don't stay long and never after dark. 
My hope is that our kids will be able to visit Piedras and experience that part of their dad's life and that Piedras will become safe enough for that to happen. If anything, PJ was able to come with us and get some pictures :)