Packing up!

Yes, the house in which you and your brother were born... well its sold.
We are now in the process of packing and moving out of the house and moving to Halmony house were we will live temporary for a few months until we are ready to move to Houston (The Woodlands).

Your father and me are worried, stressed out, planning and over planning the best and most effective, most economical, less traumatic way to transition from New Orleans to The Woodlands. Believe me it will not be effective, it will cost tons of money and we will end up traumatized, but at the end we will be also Happy and together so we will be just fine.

You know what is happening, we have been keeping you in the loop, you know the house was sold, you know we are moving out, you know we will live with Halmony and that eventually we will move to Houston (a very long drive, as you say), you been a trooper, taking it all in as the big boy you are and with the reasoning of a smart person.

Your brother is clueless, lol, but he is growing up. He has teeth (2 in the bottom), he is beginning to crawl, he knows you and wants to follow you, play with you, be with you.  Both of you are taking showers together now, which is the cutest thing for your dad and me to see both of you playing and splashing in the tub, laughing. We have pictures and are adorable.

Life will always bring you opportunities to take new goals, make changes, take another direction or approach, you just need to believe that is with the main purpose of improving your life and those around you. Don't be afraid to take the plunge. I hope what your dad and me are doing today with our decision of moving, inspires you and you brother tomorrow to seek what is best for you and your family. Change is good when you can see the opportunity for improvement.

Love Mom

Porque te quiero...

Porque te quiero te digo que yo hoy y siempre trato de ser mejor...
Porque hoy si yo trato de valerme mas... tu te vas a valer
Porque cada vez que te tengo en mis brazos y me dices... Mami!,
mi alma se derrite, mi alma te quiere, mi alma sonrie...
Tu, me haces feliz, tu, tu hermano, tu padre, mis tres hombres...
Mi vida, mi felicidad...

Antes de que se nos olvide... Before we forget...

Antes que se me olvide, porque siempre se nos olvida todo. Quiero que por medio de estas palabras recordemos lo siguiente

Cada noche antes de dormirte siempre me dices “Good morning Mommy” sabemos que es de noche, sabemos que vas a dormir, pero aun asi te respondo “What do you want for breakfast?”  Me respondes que pancake or pan o banana.  Entonces te doy un beso inmenso y te respondo “Claro que si, ya lo voy a cocinar…” Tu me sonríes y te vas a dormir. Es nuestra pequeña broma, nuestra evidencia que entre tu y yo encontramos el momento de ser loquitos uno con el otro.

Ah, y antes de dormir, vas y te subes a una silla y te inclinas para poder darle un besito con tu mano a una foto de tu papa y yo que tenemos en la area de computadora. Nos das un besito y nos dices hasta mañana. Nosotros estamos hay junto contigo, pero no, tu quieres besar la foto.  Me derrites. Te quiero.

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Before I forget, because, we always forget everything at the end. I want, through this blog for us to remember the following:

Every night before you go to bed, you come to me and say “Good Morning Mommy” we know is bed time, we know you are going to bed, but I still reply to you saying “What do you want for breakfast?” You smile and say pancakes, or bread, or bananas.  I then take you in my hands and hold you tight and say “Sure, I am going to cook it right now”,  you smile at me and go to bed.  Is one of our many ways to make sure that together we can go silly on each other.

Oh, and before you go to bed, you go on top of the chair and with two finger kiss the portrait of your father and me that we have in the living room and wish us a good night. We are right there, next to you, but you still want to kiss the picture. You make my day every day. I love you.

SUMMER CAMP!

Summer Camp is here!  This is your third year in summer camp.  The first two were pretty bad. During the first one you were 2 years old and the camp was a disaster, you got bit by bees, another boy literally scratch your face and you had eye allergy… needles to say, it only lasted three weeks (yes, all of this just happened in three weeks) and Halmonee, demanded for her to take care of you… we did not object.  Second camp was ok, you actually completed it, but we were not thrilled.  The school looked dirty all the time, the teaches looked as if they could care less, nop, you were not going back there and well, yesterday was your first day on your Third Camp and I am pretty sure, we hit a home run this time...

As soon as you walked in you were smiling, you loved to see the bigger kids, then I took you to the class room and by the time I finish talking to the two teachers in the classroom you were already playing with new found toys and most importantly, with friends. You gave me a big kiss goodbye and I felt so incredibly proud of you.

When I picked you up, you were happy, smiling, telling me all about the inflatable jumping thing that the school had outside for you to play with.  Today you are going to the pool and you were soooo excited.

Yes, I am looking into your summer, and it looks like fun.

Love you!!!

Cuando Crezcan... When you grow up

Ultimamemente hemos estado empacando, viendo casas en Houston, viendo apartamentos para rentar, lidiando con los vecinos (que estan comprando la casa) y bueno despues de tanto pensarlo, mi viaje a Panama por ahora se ha cancelado. No hay tiempo, entre todo este meollo, como tomar cuatro dias (que no tengo en el trabajo) para hacer un viaje a Panama con dos ninos... Asi es, cancelado.  Hable con tus abuelos y les explique la situacion, pude notar que estaban tristes, pero entendieron.  Luego a la hora, llamaron nuevamente... mi mama viene. Sip, pues, que no se va a quedar sin verlos... jeje, asi que si Mahoma no va a la montana, la montana definitivamente viene a Mahoma.

Espero que cuando crezcan, nos vean como nosotros vemos a tus abuelos. Como una fuente de amor y de apoyo. No important donde esten, lo que esten haciendo, con quien esten, solo llamen, que estaremos tocando el timbre de la puerta.  Mi deseo hoy, es que manana, ustedes dos puedan descansar en nosotros.

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Lately, we have been really busy, looking forward to the moving, there are missing links that we just need to take care of, looking for housing in Houston, looking for schools and day care, planning an trip over there to check the area out for apartments, in the process of packing our stuff since we are in the middle of selling the house (the neighbor wants it) etc. So I call grandma and Camilo and explained them that my upcoming trip to Panama was just no happening, they were sad, but they understood. One hour later, they called, grandma is coming. She could not stay away from you two and so she decided to come.

My only hope is that when you both grow up, you see us the way we see our parents, like an infinite source of support. No matter where you are, what are you doing, with whom, just call and we will be ringing your door bell. My wish today is that tomorrow, you can rest on us, count on us, our commitment with you will never be over.

Love

Mari