Last Lines

V: I'm going to be a thief when I grow up.
tío d: Why do you want to be a thief?
V: I don't want to be a thief but I think I am going to be one.

A: Where is J? I need him for conversation!

Wrapping up da year with some midget cheer

Me to V: Someone is going to be very lucky to have you when you grow up.
V: You might get lucky.
Me: I already am. I have papi.
V: You might get luckier. Can you have a husband and a boyfriend?


Greatgrandma to V: ¡Feliz Navidad!
V: It's your birthday?

V: Can we go to a hotel for a special time?

Me to V: What percentage of what you say is fiction?
V: Technically all of it.


A: Has the apocalypse ever happened?
Me: No.
A: But it will happen one day. We only had one world right? So it hasn't happened.

Me in mirror: Look at this muscle!
A: That's just fat!

A: You guys have to start learning to treat people how you want to be treated.

V: Do we have grandkids?

V: Will you always protect me? Even when you are an old lady?

V: All my life, I have been wanting people in this family to treat me like I want to be treated.

V: When you and papi die do I need to take care of (mini) F? Are you barely 41?

A listening to the radio: Is this guy dead? He sounds dead.

J: It appears to me that your second batch of kids is not that smart.

V on xmas eve: I can't go to sleep because I can't stop thinking about you.

Interviews about Papi

What do you like most about papi?

M- That he's very patient.

V- That I love him and he's my dad. And he takes care of me.

A- Awesome of hiking.

J- That he is so much like me.

What do you like to do with papi?

M- cooking

V- I like to go hiking with him and camping with him.

A- Cook

J- Spend time with him!

If you could change one thing about papi, what would it be?

M- That he doesn't lose his temper.

V- I would make him beautiful (me- he's not beautiful now?). No, I mean beautiful beautiful.

A- Make him a boxer.

J- Him fighting with you.

What is papi good at?

M- Drawing.

V- Good at hitchhiking.

A- Hiking

J- Parenting

V the delinquent

V: You are getting older and older and older.

V sounding out letters and thinking up words: F- FUCK, H- Hustle (who is this kid?)

V: Mamá, if I get arrested when I am six will you come pick me up?
Me: You are not going to get arrested when you are six.
V: What about when I am fourteen? Will the police officer tell you what jail I am in?

Me: I heard your swim teacher say your name like one thousand times were you listening?
V: I couldn't hear him.

V: You already look like a grandmother.

A

A, screaming out to me on the street: Mamá, all I want for Christmas, is you!

A: I need your body mamá.

Me: How was your playdate?
A: It was ROUGH.

de-FUK-tive

I am contacting Merriam-Webster to mint this word. A stated that a non-working button on her toy was defuktive this morning. Sounds good to me!

Overheard last night....

M to J: Are you excited or not or in the middle about being a grown up?
J: Kind of both.
M: Me too. I am excited to have my own apartment and be a vegan but  I don't want to live without so many people or pay taxes.
J: Yeah, I want my own apartment but I don't want to walk alone at night on the street.

J: Milk reminds me of heaven.

F my LOVE

no, not the big one of 20+ years, the little guy. He is a true delight (it sounds like a line from one of the reports I am writing). No, really, I could not have asked for an easier and more loveable ball of blubber. I have been meaning to write about him for weeks and time eludes me. He is just over 7 months now and cannot really wear much due to his chubby feet and overall girth. For a while, we could squeeze into 12-month clothes but them feet holes are too small. We have to content ourselves with onesies and pants and socks that fall off. Baby socks do not fit, he wears V's to accommodate the cankles, but those do not stay on overnight.
so how do you describe a baby? he is mostly bald still. Like many of his siblings before him, he goes nuts and starts flapping at the sight of anyone's food or drink. his main dishes are batata, pastina, banana, pear or apple sauce, avocado... we have not branched out too much though he will eat almost anything (mushrooms, brie) if you cut it up for him. sucking on a huge carrot or celery stalk is a good distraction (choking hazard I know). For the most part F is an impeccable sleeper by night (down at 7 or 7:30 and up bt 5 and 7am as of late) and a totally random one by day. Some days he takes three 30 min naps while others he takes 2 2.5 hour ones.
he is nowhere near sitting or crawling but does roll around all over the place. we have eliminated all of his chairs and mats and let him roll around on a blanket. toys are not as interesting as pulling the books off the shelves.
what is most remarkable about little F to me, besides his rolls, is his friendly and patient disposition. where did he come from? with the exception of m, all of his siblings bother him. they poke, pull, smother, and he is content. if he sees one of them in a crowd (think a whole class of kids running down the stairs) he can recognize him/her and squeals with delight.v is the most obsessed with him and i can't remember if i mentioned this before, but a month or so back, f almost jumped out of my arms to hug his crying brother. he hugs and he will kiss you (chin is a favorite spot) with drool and teeth. the boy is passionate and vocal. when he wakes up he usually doesn't cry but rather vocalizes all sorts of sounds as if warming up for a performance.
okay, i am sorry not have posted more and earlier but somethin' be better than nothin'. may the next seven months go more slowly than these.