Meet Lenny

First and foremost let me confirm to you that YES I have lost my mind.  And although you would imagine having a home, two terrors, a husband and two pups to tend to I would have my plate (not full) overflowing.  WRONG!!!

About three weeks ago my cousin’s set of guinea pigs had a small litter of little darlings.  I am a sucker for pets, since birth.  Always wanting to keep every little creature that crossed my path.  Needless to say growing up my house looked like nothing less than a zoo, dogs, fish, parakeets, cocktail, rabbits, chickens, hamsters, etc!  Now back to present day, I jumped at the opportunity at getting my mitts on one of those fuzzy babies and let the boys have themselves a new little "friend". 

Omi was soo0o0 excited when we picked up our new addition.  Naming her (I say she is a her, but we really have no clue) was an interesting task.  Omi went through a string of names before deciding which he (and we) liked best.  Right before deciding on Lenny he said he wanted to name it Punk.  Punk?  Can you imagine that???  When I asked him why, he said so that he could say "that is MY punk".  I don’t understand either, but he thought it was hilarious.  Omar than convinced him to select another name...and that is how we got Lenny.  Our new little friend is named after no other than Linny from The Wonder Pets.  Omi named her Lenny only because that is what he think the one on TV is called.  I tried explaining her name was Linny, but he rebutted and said "No! Lenny", so Lenny it is. 

Lenny has survived 3 days with us, and seems to be assimilating quite nicely.  She spends most of her day hiding inside her plastic little igloo.  There are days when I wish I had a plastic little igloo to hide inside of too.  Before bringing her home I was concerned and thought Coco and Peanut might want to catch a glimpse inside the cage, but I was completely wrong.  They have not even gone in the direction of her cage.  And today I was sitting on the couch with Lenny curled up in my hands with Coco laying next to me on couch and she did not even budge.  Could care less.  So I guess that is the good news, no death by heart attack induced by a canine scare.

Aiden thinks Lenny is the funniest thing he has ever seen.  I am not sure if it is due to the fact that he has a couple of Zhu Zhu pets which resemble Lenny or some other reason only lord knows about.  But whenever Omi is holding her, Aiden scoots on over extends one finger and brushes it along Lenny’s back and than runs off laughing hysterically.  I cannot describe how hilarious it is.

So far Lenny’s arrival has been going great.  I cannot wait for Omi to be old enough to help clean her cage ;)

 

The big 8-0 for two very special people

My favorite old people in the whole wide world are my grandparents.  Of all the cousins, my brother and I are the only ones who still have both of their grand parents.  It is nuts...I always find it hard to not to get teary eyed when talking about them.  But in this post only happy thoughts!

My grandmother turned 80 back in September, and my grandfather turned 80 January 13. Instead of celebrating their days individually we choose to throw them both a big bash on the same day.  It was pretty nuts and stressful to make happen with Christmas being the week before and Aiden and I’s birthday parties so close after.  But it all came together beautifully.

Most importantly they loved it.  I loved seeing them dancing all night just like they used to do in the old days.  It was so delightful, definitely worth every minute that we put into making it happen.

Thank for everyone who attended and helped us celebrate their birthdays.  Thank you for sharing the evening with us, it meant a lot to them.

 

Here are some of the lovely decor we put a lot of love into making.  A special thank you for Mystical Memories by Maggie Sixto for all the lovely arrangements and linens.  The catering was also fabulous!

I of course had the pleasure in making their cake

My beautiful mom with her parents.

My two disasters on legs :)

     

These two love birds cutting a rug

Family pictures :)

The only picture of Omar and I in the evening ... Aiden is being such a sneak and getting himself into our picture.

Omi had a mommy moment where he wanted nothing more than to be surgically attached to my hip.  Needless to say it made for an interesting couple of minutes in the evening.

 

Birthday toast to the guests of honor!

 

 

My uncle and abuelo :)

And yes, I got to dance a song or two with my favorite viejo! Don’t be too jealous

Just had had H-A-D to post

So yes we all know I am a bigger than life JayZ fan at the ripe old age of (pushing) 30.  His lyrics and beats are always beyond amazing to me.  He spits euphorically to me.  Today- or at least today is when I learned of this song’s existence I was introduced to this beautiful song he dedicates to his daughter Blue Ivory Carter.  Yes I am loving on the song because of the artist, but to hear the words he is saying to his daughter is surreal.  It really brings everything into perspective.  Just because you have all the riches and marvels of the world does not mean you can escape certain pains of the world.  Speaking as someone who knows the awful heart break of miscarriage all too well, I know that feeling of nervousness when you hear the heart beat for the first time.  So many miracles are happening at once, but you are so scared to get excited and have it all end with no warning.  There really was no bigger disappointment to us.  And that moment when your child is born and you feel the true meaning of unconditional love... amazing.

Congratulations and welcome to parenthood Mr.. & Mrs.. Carter.

Letter to my favorite adult

Omi,

 

   Six years ago in front of our family and dearest friends we chose to make a commitment to each other.  One that many thought was too soon and would likely not last more than a year (if we were lucky).  Our whirlwind relationship had a very short engagement of less than a year and a courtship previous to that of maybe 3 months.  But I just knew you were the man I was meant to marry.

   I prayed for God to send me a man that would treat me well and make me feel like there was nothing else in the world, and he sent me you.  There is not a day that I am not thankful for you and everything you do for our family.  You are the poster child of what a true man is, and I am thankful that our sons have such a magnificent example teaching them the wrongs and rights in life.  You are a provider, not just financially but in every aspect of the term.

   With our generation and the ones that have followed the relationship we have managed to maintain is not an easy task.  We both have our strengths and weaknesses, holding onto our strengths and working on our weaknesses together.  You drive me nuts, and I never forget to do the same.  I am so proud that we make things work, and continue to learn new things together.  While sharing the same priority in life: raising our children correctly, we also never forget how important time for each other is.

    I know I kid around all the time about how you are not my favorite person (that is my spot is equally shared by the boys), you are my favorite adult- and you are.  Since our first day together you have done nothing but make me your world.  You are my partner is this madness we call life, and could never see any one else battling the world along side next to me but you.  When I try to organize my thoughts and feelings there is such an abundance of words that shout out at me:  thoughtful, loving, hilarious, tender hearted, grumpy, pompous (lol), go getter, a fighter (not even in a physical way), clown, best friend, intelligent, athletic, (in my eyes) irresistible, witty, smart mouth,  great father, husband, son, brother and human being just to name a few.

I love you Omar Falcon, there is not a day goes by that I am not thankful for our marriage.  Looking forward  to tormenting you for many years to come :)