"Why is she so ugly?"

Magazine with Lady Gaga at the front page and Ian looking at her: "MOM, WHY IS SHE SO UGLY?" (me) "Why do you think she is ugly?" (Ian) " 'Cause she is showing her belly and I don't want to marry her. She is NOT MODEST." (me) "Good, Ian. I don't want you to marry her either." (lol) (Ian) "I like this one here." [pointing at other picture of a nice dressing girl] (me thinking) "I hope he always thinks that way..."

ONE YEAR OLD!

That's right, my little peach is growing up.

She is now one year old. She is so cute. We had a "big celebration" for her. We started the day singing at all times HAPPY B-DAY DEAR HANNA! We went to Chuck E'Cheese. Of course Nicole and Ian were in heaven. Our good friends the Jaffers came along with us. We all had a blast. Even though Hanna didn't play any of the games she ate ate ate A LOT! She even had her first COTTON CANDY. After a long day we came back home and had cupcakes. She of course didn't know how to blow the candle. HOWEVER she did suprise us all by learning a few new words. For a moment we lost Ian in Chuck E'Cheese. I was calling him and she was calling him along with me. It was so cute, but because I was so scared I couldn't celebrate right that moment. She kept calling him anyway and when we found him we all made her feel extra super special for her skills.

She can walk, but still prefers to crawl. She can say some words. We don't even think she knows the meanings, HOWEVER she uses them over and over. :)

A DONE, UH OH, NIGHT NIGHT, AK-KIU (thank you) asha (gracias) are the words that she can say. It is very cute to hear her talk. Of course the one that we know she can say KNOWING the meaning are MOM, DAD, IAN and we are working on Nicky. She said yesterday twice icky for Nicky but she hasn't said them since. :(

She is a great baby girl. She is always so full of smiles. However, when she can't get what she wants she immediately screams like mad at the situation. She loves her siblings and she loves that we all love her. There is no time that we are outside that somebody will stop me just to let me know how cute she is. She knows that and immediately pulls out her talents by smiling at the person who just noticed how cute she is. She loves playing peek-a boo with everybody which always gets her more attention (especially at church).

HAPPY B-DAY, HANNA BANANA! WE LOVE YOU! YOU ARE SUCH A CUTE BABY AND WE FEEL SO BLESSED THAT YOU ARE PART OF OUR FAMILY. :)

Spring Break!

We weren't planning on doing anything for Spring Break, but out of nowhere my friend Robyn asked me if it was okay for her to come visit for their vacation. I of course was so happy to hear that we were having more visitors, especially for this long week.

She came on Wednesday and left Saturday. We had fun and enjoyed her visit. The kids got the chance to reconnect. We went to the Zoo, neigborhood park, and Chuck E'Cheese. We had a ball. It was so interesting to see how well Max talks. Last time I saw him he could only say "oh-hu." We watched movies and had long talks. Glenn joined us in most of the moments. Now everything is back to normal. Thank you Robyn for your visit and generosity. We miss ya and love you. :) (Ian was mad that our time in the Zoo was almost done).

Hurray for the good memories.

Some of the great benefits of moving so much is that you get to know all kind of people. After you move you don't have to keep in touch with the people that you don't like or feel identified with. Of course you can always choose what kind of people you wanted to have in your circle of friends, but it's kind of nice to adjust that with each move.



Living in College Station was lots of fun and full of great friends. Jill Barton is one of those friends that I made in C.S and I still keep in touch with. Today she invited us over to her in-laws' house who live btw a few minutes away from here. She lives in Lubbock. I can't believe that after those many years we could talk about everything just like old times. She is a great girl and has two great boys. The kids had a blast and Hanna was nuts with all that space to crawl around in. She does walk, but prefers crawling. Jill's husband is doing his M.D. They will be suffering through the horrible match thing next year. I'm sure they will do just fine. We talked about our special situation and how even though we were destroyed for the first couple of weeks, we now know it was for the best for our family to go this way. Glenn is enjoying whatever little thing that he does for Anesthesia, and can't wait to start his residency there. We talked about how hard it is for surgeon and specialists that require tons of time and effort to keep a sane family. It is tough and after this year of residency Glenn has told me that he was never meant to be a surgeon. Even though he still thinks plastics is awesome, he also thinks that it wouldn't have helped our family, and it would've made seeing our kids grow up and being involved with their lives would have been something hard to do. We had a great talk and were coming back and forth with our conversations. We both agree that C.S was a very special place and how hard it's been to make good friends after it. I've been blessed. I have recognize that I have met more people and just a few of them have been so important in my life that I keep in touch with them.

After we move I might go and see her in Lubbock. She mentioned a couple of places that I want to go and have fun with my hubby and kids.

Who would have known? After all these years, on the way back to our home, Nicky told me she remembered Jill's son from Nursery and how well they played. Oh, the good memories:)

Spanish lesson

I WANT = QUIERO
WATER = AGUA
MILK = LECHE
EGGS = HUEVO
PLEASE = PORFAVOR
Those are the basics that Nicole and Ian know about Spanish. It works perfect when somebody that doesn't speak English is around.
Today Nicky felt down and injured her chin. We were driving around and she told me "MOM SINCE I INJURED MY CHIN WOULD YOU PLEASE BUY ME A TOY" I told her "NO COMPRENDO NO ENGLISH NICOLE" I saw her face thinking, and thinking, and thinking and getting frustrated and then I told her in Spanish "IF YOU WOULD PAY ATTENTION YOU WOULD KNOW THAT TOY MEANS JUGUETE" and of course I could see the little mouse in her brain working as hard has it could "MOM QUIERO UN JUGUETE!"

I guess when she wants she can really learn fast:)

Abuelita is here!

We just came from the spa and when I say we I'm referring to my handsome husband and me. The great thing? No sitter to pay beause MY MOM IS HERE! That's right, she came to visit us about a week ago. We are having fun with her around. She is sleeping in Hanna's bedroom. Hanna is sleeping with us.
Every morning, Hanna has decided to wake up around 7 or 8:00 a.m. She will call me, but my mom immediately will jump in to take her out of my room so I can sleep longer.
I have been waking up SO late every day. Yesterday the kids had candy for breakfeast, thanks to ABUELTIA (grandma in Spanish). Today they decided to color their faces with markers (good thing the markers that I have are washables).

Today Nicky was invited to her friend's b-day party. I was there until almost 6:00 p.m. and didn't have to worry about dinner BECAUSE MY MOTHER IS HERE. :)
She made one of my favorite dishes from Mexico. This afternoon after droping off Nicky while I was coming through the garage I could smell her unique and wonderful TORTILLAS DE HARINA (flour tortillas), one of her specialties. So far they are always a hit. Glenn came back earlier today (around 1:00 p.m.). He told me the same thing. "THE SMELL WAS JUST INVITIMING ME TO COME TO THE KITCHEN AND EAT, EAT, EAT!" As a matter of fact he is eating some of them right now while watching t.v. She is just amazing.
I have never enjoyed my mom's visit more than this time. She normally came while I was preggo or delivering a baby and way too sick. Now I can finally take her wherever she wants and I think she is also having fun.
Nicky is the cuttest 5 year old. She tries to speak English. Unfortunately she has such a thick accent that sometimes it's hard to understand, especially if she is trying to learn some new words.
Ian pretends that he is fine without my mom around, however everytime that we go somewhere with out her he is always asking for her to come and telling me how much he misses her. He just likes to play being the tough guy.
I can see how much Hanna loves my mom and how not to love her. Every time that she turns to see her, my mom already has a cookie for her, or milk, or something to entertain her.
She will be here for another week and then we might see her more after now that we will be moving closer to Monterrey.
We are hunting for a place to live for the next 3 years. As much as I would love to rent an apartament again, I think it's about time to rent a house. Anyway we'll see what we get. I can't believe our time here is expiring. :)

Happy b-day Ian!

Yesterday was my favorite boy's b-day. Ian is so smart. He started talking before he was a year old. He has been always so aware about what is going on around him. He is so competitive and quick to catch up, so determined, so amazingly stubborn. He can easily pull strings to make me so angry or to make me laugh. He loves his sisters SO MUCH! He is so protective from all of us. He really takes his roll as the man of the house very seriously, but when Daddy is around he becomes again a little spoiled boy. I love his wild imagination; from being a prince who rescues the princess, to being a lion that bites his mommy's butt.
Like I mentioned before, he is so stubborn. I tried to potty traing him when he was 2years old, but he just didn't want to go. Since then I explained to him why it was so important "to go potty." Little by little, he saw the benefits of "going potty" : going to school, having more friends, not having to use rash lotions, so many benefits that he was missing, not including the fact that he was going to be able to wear the coolest underwear (just because Mommy picked them). Finally Nicky, had her b-day and he was so excited about her b-day that he couldn't wait to have his very own Spiderman b-day. Nicky told him that if he wanted to have a b-day cake he needed to be potty trained. He knew when his b-day was: 4 months after hers. 2 months ago he started to realize that his b-day was coming "very" soon. One day he just told me he was ready to stop wearing diapers...AND HE DID IT! Of course now that he is "A BIG BOY" he is asking for his Spiderman cake. My mom is in town and we made him a Spiderman cake for his b-day. I thought it was going to be so easy...MAN, I was wrong! Nobody told me that getting a true red color for cakes is almost impossible. We didn't get to sleep until 2:00 a.m., but it was totally worth it. The cake looked great and the red looked decent. Ian was so happy on his b-day. His face was priceless when he saw all his gifts and the decoractions that my mom and I made for him. Not to mention that he just loved his Spiderman cake.
I love when he is laughing and comes to me and hugs me and tells me, "MOMMY, I'M SO HAPPY!" Then of course I always ask, "I'M GLAD, BUT WHY ARE YOU HAPPY?" to which he answeres, "MOM I'M SO HAPPY BECAUSE I'M HAPPY!"
I love his surprised/confused face everytime he sees Glenn coming back from the hospital in his scrubs or white coat. He always asks him the daily question, "DAD, ARE YOU A DOCTOR?" Glenn would answer with a "YES," then Ian runs to brag and inform us all, "HEY, GUYS. DAD IS A DOCTOR!!"
I love that he invented a new number to go potty. "DAD, I'M MAKING NUMBER ONE...NO, WAIT! NUMBER TWO, TOO...NOOO, WAAAITT! I THINK IT'S A NUMBER FOUUURRR!! (gross but hilarious)
I love that he gets so easily distracted. "IAN, IT'S TIME TO GO TO BED." (Ian) "NO MOM, I DON'T WANT TO!" (screaming,crying,kicking,pushing) (me or Glenn) "HEY, IAN. SO DO YOU WANT YOUR BLANKY OR NICKY'S?" (Ian with a puzzled face) "MY...BLANKY..."(thinking to himself with a confused face, trying to remember when he "agreed" to go to sleep). Then we give him his blankie, and he will rub it on his lips doing while making a puppy whining noise...with his puzzled face (lol).
HE's also always thinking about others: when he gets a snack or treat, he always asks for another one for Nicky. He also always tries to his sisters involved in the game or show or activity that he's involved in.
I LOVE YOU, IAN. YOU ARE THE BEST SON, THE BEST BROTHER, AND WE CAN'T WAIT TO SEE MORE OF YOU THROUGH THE YEARS! WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH! Happy Birthday!

Otra vez Ingles...

but private.

Just being honest!

Okay, el drama con mi amiga llego a su fin ayer (eso espero). Solucionamos las cosas y todo al parecer seguira igual (tambien espero). Siempre he creido que los fundamentos de una buena relacion es ser 100 % honestos y mi amiga y yo en eso andamos.
Ahora como ando tan SINCERA con mis SENTIMIENTOS. Algunas personas se han preguntado porque decidi hacer mi blog en espaniol. Bien pues tengo varias razones.
Primero: porque es mi idoma y es mas facil expresar lo que siento.
Segundo: porque a pesar de que creo que es importante mantenernos en contacto con los seres queridos, tambien creo que cuando una persona pasa del limite de toleracia. Abusando del hecho que dejas que se entere de ciertos acontesimientos de tu vida. No solo eso pero tambien esta persona decide que su vida y felicidad depende del conocimiento de la vida "jugosa" de los demas, encontre poco agradable seguirle dando la llave a los acontesimientos que nos pasan a NOSOTROS LOS TEXANS WALKERS.
Ahora se que pudiera hacer mi blog privado otra vez. El problema es que mi familia de Monterrey tambien lo revisa de vez en cuando y la privacidad te limita el numero de invitaciones. Lo malo es que nisiquiera siendo directa y sincera con esta persona la a hecho entender que solo la TOLERO por que nos unen sieras cirunstancias. La ventaja es que vivmos muy lejos la una a la otra. La desventaja es que se, que sera parte de nuestras vida por siempre. Eso si es una tragedia.
En fin, como lo dije en mi titulo solo estoy siendo honesta. Creo que ella sabe que no es de mi agrado. Claro que el hecho que no le importe y que siga ahi tratando de enterarse de cada detalle de nuestra vida CON TAN POCA DIGNIDAD para dejarme de lado me molesta Y MUCHO. Como sea no me sorprende. Ella fue muy honesta al decirme que no le importa afectar a los demas siempre y cuando ella y su esposo e hijas (o) sean felices. Ahi mismo fue cuando entendi que ella y yo no tenemos nada en comun. Y que aunque me gusta seguir el ejemplo de Jesus, me es casi imposible hacerlo cuando me encuentro con gente como ella.
Ya la saque de mis contactos de facebook. Trato de ser cordial pero al punto. Ahora entiendo porque ciertas personas la evitan.
Uno de mis defectos es que no acostumbro quedarme callada. ASi que para evitar una tragedia preferi solo ignorarla FOREVER.
He ahi dos de las reales razones por las que cambie de idioma. Tal vez regrese al idioma Ingles pronto. Pero tendre que hacerlo tan pronto encuetre la manera de bloquearla de nuestra VENTANA.

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Me siento tan agobiada y triste en estos momentos. Siento que perdi a una excelente amiga. A una de esas personas con las que pudieras pasar horas hablando. Donde nuestros hijos no solo se llevan bien si no tambien se quieren.
Al ser honesta con ella se que la lastime. Lloramos juntas por las confeciones que salieron a la luz y a la vez senti y siento una tristesa infinita. Se que he perdido su amistad. Y como no perderla despues de la confecion que le hice. Me siento mal por ella. Tengo miedo por su familia.
Aun cuando siento que me quite un peso de encima. Me duele haberla lastimado con esa confecion. Como nos veremos la proxima ves que nos veamos. Como podremos seguir con nuestras vidas si somos casi vecinas. Me siento herida, no de despecho pero una vez mas de tristesa. Sera que algun vez encontrare el paquete completo? Dependia tanto de mis amigos en Monterrey. Aun asi nunca lo note hasta ahora que estoy aca. Me a costado tanto tener amigos reales y honestos. Cuando al fin los encuetros siempre tiene que haber un PERO. El pero mas clasico es que nos mudamos constantemente. Me siento realmente que no se si pueda seguir asi. Con este ritmo de vida donde no estamos apegados a nada ni a nadie. Se que nos tenemos el uno al otro pero chicas necesitan amigas con quien charlar. El problema no es solo encotrarlas si no mantenerlas apesar de la distancia.
Creo que tendre una charla larga manana con mi nene:S

Acontesimientos.

Hoy nevo 10 inches. QUE LOCO!! Se supone que estamos en Texas. Siempre he pensado que Dallas es mas soficiticado que el resto de Texas. Aun para el clima si que lo es. Nevo y se ve todo tan lindo, tan cubierto de blanco por todas partes.

Una de las actividades del calendario que me regalo mi suegra en navidad sujeria formar una familia de nieve. Claro pense, RAYOS NEVO EN NAVIDAD PERO DUDO QUE VUELVA A PASAR. Nicky seguia recordandome dia a dia "MOM WE HAVE PENDING THE SNOW FAMILY YOU SAID WE WERE GOING TO BUILD". Odio fallar a mis promesas. No sabia como hacerlo. Francamente dudaba que un milagro blanco volivera a suceder aqui. Pero no podia estar mas herrada. HOY 11 DE FEB. NEVO. Asi como escribi, nevo 25 centimetros de nieve. Para sorpresa mia no cancelaron la escuela de Nicky. Glenn como esta en la clinica llego temprano (dentro de lo que cabe) Asi que al regresar de la escuela de Nicky me encotre a Glenn limpiando la entrada de la cochera CON UN PALO DE GOLF! (no estamos acostumbrados a la nieve en texas asi que no tenemos palas) Al estacionar la van, todos nos dispucimos a entrar a la casa y alistarnos para salir a gozar TODOS como familia y si hicimos THE SNOW FAMILY tambien jugamos SNOWFIGHT. Hanna aguanto todo el tiempo. En ratos gritando, en ratos entretenida con la nive, en ratos comiendo galleta. Entramos a la casa y un chocolatito caliente nos esperaba, pero primero les dimos unos banio caliente a los ninos. Despues el chocolatio con bombones y despues PIZZA. Vimos una peli todos juntos. Nos divertimos mucho y los ninos estaban muy contentos.

Cambiando de tema. Hace unas semanas Ian decidio tener su primer accidente con su goma de mascar. Ya deporsi tenia un corte de pelo muy pobre. Con la goma de mascar quedo aun peor:S.

En fin me voy a acurrucar ahora con mi HANDSOME DUDE!

nos vemos despues.

She walks!!

Cuando Nicole tenia 9 meses aprendio a caminar. Aunque un poco torpe caminaba. Despues de que vio a su mejor amigo Jay pararse solo, siguio sus pasos y tadaa! a los 10 meses caminaba totalmente bien. Ian se paro solo y empezo a caminar a los 9 meses. Sigo pensando que debido a la gran admiracion que sentia por Nicole y los dos amigos de Nicole, Mason y Jay se animo para empezar a crecer.
Sniff Sniff...mi bebe que ahora ya tiene 10 meses y justamente 9 dias antes de cumplir sus 11 meses HOY si HOY dio sus primeros pasos. Mientras hablaba con el esposo de mi hermana en el telefono Hanna decidio lanzarse una vez mas a la aventura. Soltando la silla de la cocina y dejando mover sus hermosas y regordetas piernitas dio 5 PASOS! al terminar su azania se aplaudio sola y PORSUPUESTO que yo con ella.
Mi bebe sige creciendo dia a dia y yo estoy gozando cada dia de su desarrollo. TE amamos Hanna pachupa!

Afortunada.

Asi me siento cuando veo a quien tengo como esposo. Cuando veo mis hijos jugar juntos, reir y sonreir. Cuando miro a mi alrededor y veo mi familia. Esta familia la cual depende de mi. Me hace sentir aun mas afortunada saber que tengo la fuerza para responder a su necesidad de tenerme aqui. Me siento agradecida con Nuestro Padre Celestial por su infinita misericorida y amor. Que apesar de los errores que tengo, el siempre esta ahi, para mi. Dandome oportunidades para algun dia regresar a su lado. Realmente creo que no solo me bendijo con un hombre bello por dentro y por fuera. Tambien con hijos que me aman y se dan cuenta del sacrificio que su papa hace por nuestra familia. Hoy me siento feliz y plena y con muchas ganas de hecharle ganas a la vida y de hacer lo correcto. Aun sigo desanimanda para ir a las actividades EXTRA que algunas de las chicas de la iglesia organizan. Como son actividades EXTRA realmente no son requeridas para ser un buen miembro. Asi que seguire con mi logo. "Mientras yo sea feliz sin afectar a terceros, tiene que ser correcto"

Pensativa...

(por cierto estas fotos solo expresan dos de las cosas mas importantes en mi vida. La otra cosa indispensable es mi testimonio, pero ese lo llevo por dentro. Esta foto fue tomanda el 11 de feb. 2010. Nevo 10 inches aqui en Arlington, pero ese sera algun otro post.)

Toda mi vida he odiado el hecho que en la humanidad para pertenecer en a la "sociedad" tienes que ser parte de algun grupo. En lo particular no creo en pertenecer o ser parte de tal cosa. Con el tiempo las cirumstancias me han empujado a serlo y la verdad LO ODIO! Aun cuando tengo mi fe fuerte en cuanto a mis principos y religion hay una parte de ella en la cual nadamas aun no me acostumbro.
En la religion que pertenesco existen varios grupos de organizaciones. Dependiendo tu edad entras en determinado grupo. En mi epoca de juventud perteneci a la organizacion de Mujeres Jovenes. Nunca me gusto ser parte de un grupo. Aun asi disfrutaba la idea de socializar con gente de mi edad. Esto con el tiempo ya no funciono mas. Parecia que tal cual borregos las chicas tenian que encotrar su grupo elitista. Esto porsupesto casuo problemas. Las que no pertenecian al grupo x tenian que ser del grupo z y asi empezaron las peleas entre la misma organcizacion. Yo era lo que se llamaba una nomada porque no me sentia parte de ningun grupo pero a la vez aunque tenia mi super amigo tampoco era que estabamos solos los dos. Los dos disfrutabamos la libertad de hablar y estar con quien queriamos sin estar ligados a una obligacion de nada.
En mis anios escolares era lo mismo. Tenia mi super amiga pero aun asi ambas nos sentiamos libres y con la neesidad de interactuar con todos pero a la vez sin ninguna ligadura.
En cuanto al matrimonio me alegro que es de 2. Porque tengo a mi super amigo y esposo pero ambos somos muy libres y tampoco nos gusta pertenecer o estar ligados a un grupo en particular.
Religiosamente hablando esto algunas veces puede causar conflicto y suena casi imposible de lograr. Lamentablemente este grado de poco compromiso (no con la iglesia pero con la gente) me a casuado muchos problemas. Alguna gente cree que soy stuck up. Y aunque pudiera parecer "stuck up" estoy muy por encima de eso. La verdad en mi manera de ser, siento esa necesidad de ser libre, de apesar de hablar con gente no siento la necesidad de involucrarme con toda la gente que conosco. Tampoco siento la necesidad de ser super amiga de cualquiera con quien hablo. Mucho menos necesito amistades que sean high mantianace. Que necesiten de un cuidado diario (llamadas por telefono, salidas, comidas) ya sabes esas amistades que les tienes que contar hasta cuando vas a ir al banio. Lamenteblemente la gente no lo entiende y desde el momento que no compartes una opinion practimanete mudial te juzgan y eres puesta en el banquillo de los acusados. Esto me conflicta porque me he forzado y he tratado de ser parte de ese grupo que se necesita dentro de un regimen religioso. Me fastidia mucho y aun asi hago un super ezfuerso y me pregunto ACASO SI ESTARE TAN MAL? la verdad es que llega el momento en que no disfruto las cosas que hago y eso me hace una persona amargada la cual no solia ser. Me pone en un lugar no muy feliz. Soy feliz con mi esposo, mis hijos. Mi testimonio se alimenta dia a dia con los pequenios detalles que la vida nos trae. Pero la obligacion de tener que hacer ciertas cosas me malhumora demaciado. Por ejemplo, en la iglesia tienen un grupo de mamas que se juntan todos los martes. Las chicas conversan mientras sus hijos juegan. Okay I HATE IT! No me gusta asistir y tengo otras cosas que hacer (eso sin contar que lo hacen muy temprano y no soy una mujer de mananas) Puesto que no he asitido mas que una vez a este grupo algunas de las chicas que estan encargadas de el me miran diferente. No se si creen que yo creo que el grupo es muy poca cosa para mi pero en verdad nunca he sido ese tipo de personas que le gusta asistir a actividades que para mi son inecesarias. Entiendo que hay gente que le gusta y lo respeto pero acaso no necesito yo tambien ese respeto?
Juzgar, es otra palabra que me molesta mucho. Recuerdo la primera vez que recivi un llamamiento. Hubo quien hasta me felicito por tal acontecimiento. Que tonteria. Que acaso no dijo el profeta que todos tenemos derecho de tener un llamamiento? Aun recuerdo cuando estas dos chicas me vieron con lastima porque les dije que desde que me mude a los States no habia tenido ningun llamiento (y nisiquiera era verdad. Totalmente me olvide que servi en la primaria y tambien ensenie en la escuela dominical) las dos trataban de "hacerme sentir mejor" Pero otra vez un llamiento lo veo como actividad interesante en la cual uno puede desarollar sus talentos o desarollarlos. En lo particular no lo veo como un privilegio que solo se les otorga a la gente mas "importante y digna" de la iglesia.
En fin, tengo tantas cosas rondando por mi cabeza que me agobian. No sobre mi testimonio pero sobre como puedo encotrar ese punto neutro donde las mamas jovenes no juzgen a otras personas por no pensar como ellas. Por no ser tan "sociales" o por tener otros intereses. I NEED HELP!

EWWWWWWWWWW

Asqueroso lo se. Para aquellos que no hablan espaniol, estense contetos de no entender esto. Ian fue al banio y hizo lo que el llama NUMBER 4 al final me dijo MAMA VES QUE HIZE UN COCODRILLO? y tenia razon hizo un cocodrilo verde y graned ewwwwwwwwwwww te digo!

Uno menos!

Today was the beginning of a new era! GO IAN!
Hoy es el primer dia de una nueva era! MUY BIEN IAN! durante todo el dia fue al banio por si mismo. Estoy tan impresionada. Claro tambien por primera vez puso goma de mascar en su cabello y gracias a eso su corte de pelo (que ya era bastante feo) se hizo aun PEOR! Fuera de eso llamare el dia de hoy UN DIA EXITOSO!

Creciendo!

Asi es mi pequeno Ian esta creciendo. Cuando Nicole cumplio 2 anios decidi entrenarla para ir al banio. Fue una tarea muy dura y aun pienso que si no llego al reino Celestial sera por esa etapa de nuestras vidas. Con Ian queria entrenarlo tan pronto cumplio 2 anios, pero mis ganas se fueron por el bano cuando vi el precio de la reparacion de la alfombra de estos departamentos.
Simpre habia escuchado historias de mamas orgullosas que decian "POTTY TRAINTING WAS THE SIMPLEST THING TO ME" or "MY KID WOULD ASK ME TO GO POTTY WHEN HE WAS READY AND HE WAS BARELY 3 YRS OLD"
Claro pense que eso jamas me pasaria a mi porque mis hijos aparte de testarudos son muy contrarios a lo que yo les digo.
Lo imposible se presento hace ya algunos dias. Ian me seguia incistiendo que no quiere usar panales. Asi que le di una oportunidad de empezar a usar calzoncillo. Para sorpresa mia le ha estado hechando muchas ganas. Si tiene como maximo 2 accidentes diarios. Pero aun asi sige empeniado a no usar panal. En la hora de las siestas se despierta con su panal seco. Aun estoy que no me la creo. Le hemos pedido tanto al padre que le ayudara a enteder el concepto y mira que si a esuchado nuestras oraciones.
Sera interesante cuando el tema salga en alguna contestacion. Ahora yo sere la mama orgullosa que dira "HE WAS THE ONE WHO WANTED TO BE POTTY TRAINED NOT ME" estoy segura que mas de una me va envidiar jaja.

Spanglish?

Este anio he decidio continuar mi blog en espaniol. Tengo muchos motivos personales. Uno de ellos es que como RESOLUTION quiero que mis hijos tengan por lo menos este anio de recuerdos solamente en mi idioma. Probalemente todos aquellos que desconocen mi LANGUAGE decidiran dejar de ver mis POSTS. Yo estoy bien con eso. Me gusta mantenerme en TOUCH con la gente que quiero. Pero creo que este blog ya se estaba haciendo muy UNIVERSAL y aun la gente que no me agrada pasaba por aqui.
To my friends and long distance relatives that I love with all my heart. I just want to tell you that I'll keep in touch by commenting in your posts and as always through FB who is btw another great way to keep track with you girls. I love you and I'm very grateful with my Heavenly Father to have you in my life.
Ian me ha estado insitiendo en usar calzoncillo por los ultimos dos dias. Estoy aterrada del trabajo tan arduo que esto me va acarrear. No solo por limpiar todo el desorden que hara, pero tambien como lo dije antes, la reparacion de alfombra en estos departamentos es ridiculamente costosa. El no tiene problema con hacer NUMBER 1 OR NUMBER 2 en el POTTY. El problema es que le tengo que recordar cada 5 minutos de que tiene que ir. Aun no sabe escuchar las necesidades de su cuerpo.
HANNA mi pequenia a estado un poco renuente a tomar liquidos. Poco a poco he dejado de amamantarla. Estaba tomando muy bien la formula. Ahora resulta que no desea tomar formula y que quiere pecho SIEMPRE Y CUANDO ESTE ACOSTADA CON ELLA. Pareciera que a mi pequena PEACH le consierne todo lo que pasa alrededor al grado de distraerla y no dejarla sucsionar con tranquilidad.
NICOLE sige yendo a la escuela. Sus habilidades en ballet van progresando (claro si contamos su problema de zambes y su poca cordination) Me da gusto que le heche ganas al ballet y que despues de cada clase me diga lo mismo MOM DON'T YOU THINK I DID AWSOME! Si alguien cree que es buena en todo esa es mi pequenia Nicole.
GLENN sige trabajando arduamente. Esta sera su ultima semana en Vascular. Ha estado ahi por 2 meses. Pobre, nunca lo he visto tan agotado. Aun asi sige teniendo tiempo de llegar a la casa, jugar con los ninos y de acurrucarse a mi lado mientras los dos hablamos de cosas inciertas como THE FUTURE! Los dos esperamos con ancia el paso mas cercano y proximo GPS. En esa clinica aunque trabaja muy duro son menos horas. Estamos ansiosos por el cambio YIPY!!
YO por mi parte sigo disfrutando cada momento que nos queda aqui en Arlington. Tantas cosas por hacer, me he divertido mucho. Si tuvieramos que vivir en Texas Glenn sabe que Arlington esta en el TOP 5 de mi lista.
Por ahora me voy. Tengo mucho suenio y en verdad siento que mi energy del dia de hoy esta totalmente OUT!

Espaniol!

Switching to Spanish for a year. Personal reasons.

Poor ducks and geese!

My mother in-law gave me a calendar that plans an activity for each day. It's called Fun Family Activites. I talk to my friend Laura about the activity of the day (for yesterday), it was to feed the ducks. Even though it was horribly windy/cold I didn't want to give up on my goal of doing each one of the activity and perhabp making these activities a family tradition.

Anyway somehow she said yes to my invitation. I grabbed some bread and crackers that I had. The park was beautiful. Seeing all those ducks and gesse was neat. We parked and the kids were anxious to feed the animals. The "animals" where ready to get fed by us. Literally, a starving goose bit my ankle. The kids are normally very happy to feed them but the 4 of them were complaining about these starving creatures. Real life kids normally chase them, but this time the animals chased the kids. It was so funny seeing Ian throwing all the food and running away from them. Nicky would jump behind my legs she was so scared. Ally and Livy were complaining about the geese taking the food out of their hand.

I felt bad for the kids, but more for these little animals. Laura and I were saying that is so unfair to the poor animals. They get so used to eating well during the summer, but during winter nobody goes and feeds them. I might go once per week to feed them. I'll also start encouaging people to do it during the winter, too. So whoever you are are, if you are reading this post, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE feed the ducks during the winter!!! Make it a goal, and go and feed the ducks with your family. Those little ones really need to eat, too.