Little Trixsters

Last Friday F and I went away from the night. I warned tía D (thank you for caring for the monkeys!!) that getting them down was hard, that they wake up mad early, that sometimes A pees through her diaper etc etc. Well, these went to bed early and with NO hassle and slept until... are you ready?.... 8:15 am. WTF? This is like saying noon. I do not think they have ever broken the 7am mark. The best part? They did not ask for us even once! On Saturday they took a step further and went into the pool ALONE after weeks of BS (one of us getting into the pool with them). So, I guess I am happy and sad. My midgets are grown grown.

Happy Anniversary!!!

12 years married. Almost 18 together. Almost 24 that we have known each other. Happy anniversary amore. Happy first to T& M!!!

Lines

J, when asking for dessert: I just want something delicious to bring my taste buds up.

J while wearing my vest: You have an indoor pocket!

M: Gym was torture today. I did not know I was such a couch potato.

J: When your nose grows, do you get bigger morning mocos?

M: I have been through many of (tío) D's girlfriends and I like them a lot.

J: Papi, you are a good man. Will you play?

J to me when I asked him (as always) to walk faster: You used up all my energy pulling me like a kite.

School Projects

A third grader wrote this about me when asked to write about an adult he admires, it summed me up an cracked me up as well:

I admire Ms. E my Spanish teacher. She is a good Spanish teacher because she speaks very good Spanish. Ms E is an intelligent person. She taught me how to say unfriendly in Spanish. She is nice, but strict. She has a strict voice. She lets me say the words of the month. She is a good mother because she is nice to M (his classmate). I like being in her Spanish class and I admire her as a teacher.

J's teacher shared the following with me at his conference today, he had to complete the prompts:

I am: good to others, healthy, myself

I can: jump rope, defend others, help, love

I have: my ability, faith, love, souls

I love: sports, nature, my buddies, my family

Delayed Lines- More on the way..

A to M, who just got braces: I like the necklace on your teeth,

M showing J the woman with the biggest breast augmentation (nice taste children's version of the Guinness Book of World Records): When people die they can donate their boobs and she got a lot of people's.

M: What do you think cavemen dreamt about?

M: I wish I could be born again so I could change my record.

A to V: You can draw here, or you can draw here. Choice, V, Choices (in a very funny adult tone).

V to me when I walked in from swim with M: Where's J? You forgot him! (laughing)- He's here (his very own joke).

J: Welcome to the world of being a kid, you do not get any respect.

M when I told her a nun costume might be inappropriate for me at school: But you were Jewish when you were a kid, you can wear it.

J when I showed him what "cool costumes for boys" showed on google: Well the internet is probably by girls too, you do not know what cool for boys is.

Recent Ones

A: I am four and a half.
V: I am three and a half.

V: Mamá, can I have a sleepover at L's house?

Me to F: Remember when we camped in Greece?
J: You camped in the movie?

V: Mamá, can I see your eyes? Are you angry?
Me: No.
V: Can I see happy eyes?

J, after we bought marshmallows for camping: Can we go to a store that sells fresh sticks to roast them on?

The Best Letter I Have Gotten (Ever... I Think)

After much drama this morning and a lot of aggravation from M, I got this note from her hand delivered at pick up:

Handmade envelope:
To: My true love
From: your embarassed daughter

Letter:
Dear mama,
I (heart) u 2 much!!
I am sorry x infinity for my behavior this morning!! I hope (and think) tomorrow will be better. I thank you for being so patient and so understanding and compared to my behavior you are a saint. I hope you will forgive me. It's just that once I get frustrated there's no stopping me. I know how many times I have apoligized and by now it's probably meaningless but, I encourage you to forgive me and the results will (probably) be wonderful. Thank you for going this far in reading my letter. M (ita)

Oy

J to me: You do not understand what being a cool boy is for Halloween. Blood, weapons, violence.

J to me getting angrier: I am not thinking like a girl, like early childhood stuff like you mamá. You have to learn to live with a boy, who likes guns and stuff. Boys think violent.

J to M and to F and to anyone who will listen to how inept I am: She does not think like a boy

Me to M: Can I help you figure it (piano) out?
M: No. I do not want anyone to help me. Not even if Beethoven came over to ask me.

Ce Soir

M: Can we upgrade our bedtime to 8pm?

Me to A: Are you out of bed? Did you just turn the light on?

A: I came to tell you that V is your problem.

Me: V is my problem?

A: Yeah.