Archive for October, 2009
van could hardly contain himself all week. he was going to take his very first bus ride ever! to the zoo! how can life get any better?
yesterday the kids and i had a good talk about the things in our life that are happy even though we’re not in the new house yet (we’re all chomping at the bit). it has been a good opportunity to teach them how to deal with disappointment. because it always comes, and it’s always o.k. if you let it be.
don’t worry house, we’ll be there soon. playing and laughing and being a family. you won’t be lonely for long.
this was supposed to be the “we moved into our new house” post, but sadly things don’t always work out when we want them to. hopefully next weekend we’ll have some good news to report. here’s what we did instead…
went to see jasmine sing in her fall choir concert at the junior high. she got bumped up from the regular choir to the “show choir” because her teacher found out that she could rock the house. she got her own choir dress and everything. that’s my girl:)
can’t think of a better way to spend a friday night than at the elementary school for a carnival! van had been looking forward to this all week and was so stoked to go. he spent his tickets on cotton candy, the bounce house, getting his hair painted, and a cake walk. good times man.
watched jasmine put her acting skills to work at the stake roadshow. she’s a natural.
went to church, had everybody over for some kickin’ chili and sweet potatoes that my mother in law made, watched the sanders’ old home movies, ate too many desserts, and helped the kids carve a pumkin
his reputation preceded him. he’s a “player” they told me. i must confess, that tweaked my interest. i silently observed him while at a party together. he approached me first. we talked about brazil. supposedly i gave him “the eye”. my mission for the night: get him to ask for my number. he did.
80′s movies marathons, rap music lyric trivia, hanging out, long talks, was this guy for real? i was very at ease with him, like i’d known him my whole life. totally natural.
alright, enough of this “friends” stuff. i finally had to kiss him (wuss). i conclude that he’s not a player, just a sexy bald guy that gets the chics. very honest and sincere in all his relationships. loves his family. knows the birthday of every one of his nieces and nephews without having to look it up. i thought that was cool.
boyfriend. fiance. husband. insta pop. he loves my kids like they are his own. not just kind of, but really. “team sanders”, we’re in this together. a true companion. love of my life. how could things get any better?
baby mia. i finally have a baby that’s not just mine, she’s ours. i never felt that before. as circumstance would have it, i always did things on my own. he loves every burp, fart, gurgle, and smile. everything she does is precious and hilarious at the same time. never wants to miss a moment.
he knows his way under the hood of a car, can fix anything in the house, geek it up on the computer, dunk a basketball, helps jas with her algebra and gives advice about boys, can dance like a backup for mc hammer, speaks portuguese, does the dishes and takes out the trash, gives me the last cookie, works hard, easily amused, game for anything, tells me i’m beautiful, almost never in a bad mood, is van’s best buddy, opens the car door for me, likes to cuddle, likes to talk, cries when he’s happy, gets excited about the little stuff, tells me what a good mom i am.
and at 2 a.m. when i’m up nursing mia, he lays next to me and whispers, “thank you for taking care of our baby”.
he lives to be a good husband and a father. he loves that he has a family to take care of, and we feel that from him every waking minute of every day. he’s the man i get to spend forever with. he’s my best friend.
i might not be all glamorous and get to wear my high heels and cute clothes most days. you’ll usually find me in jeans and a t-shirt, hair in a ponytail, with a chance of a shower. and instead of my favorite perfume, i get to wear the lovely fragrance of “puke de mia” on my neck (and arms and face and clothes). but man, nothing beats that feeling of standing over my baby’s crib to pick her up in the morning while she greets me with her precious smile. and then i get to spend all day with her. i’m so lucky to be a mom.
i was at my sister’s house yesterday and she gave me a bunch of clothes for van that luke had outgrown. i knew van would be diggin’ on this pumpkin shirt because he loves halloween. sure enough when i showed it to him, he was so excited and couldn’t wait to wear it to school. so i pick him up from school today and ask him how his day was. he said it wasn’t good because people were calling him “pumpkin boy”. i was trying so hard not to laugh as i attempted to convince him that they just thought it was cool. he wasn’t buying it.
those little punks. he’s already self-conscience enough as it is. still, i couldn’t help but laugh.