Boohoo Woohoo

Jackson's has started the 3rd grade, if you can believe it!  Clothes were set out, lunch was packed, forms were signed and we were shockingly early for Stevens'. 

I was able to help the PTO by setting up for our Boohoo Woohoo breakfast for Kindergarten students.  It's a new event that our new principal brought.  Behold, the flyer of this fun event:

Palestine: Peace not Apartheid

Palestine: Peace Not Apartheid by Jimmy Carter

My rating: 4 of 5 stars


I actually listened to this while traveling over the weekend. Very insightful. Plus, nothing beats the reading being done by the actual author. Excellent.



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Weighing In

So, until today I was pretty much uneffected by the "Birther" movement and whether our president was a citizen or not.  I viewed it as just another thing for people to complain about instead of working to better the country instead of trying to be divisive.  Then, I came across an opinion letter in the local paper.  See for yourself.

Here's the thing, by this persons logic, my own citizenship would be called into question.  Ummm, I hate to burst his bubble but I'm very proud of the fact that my father immigrated here from El Salvador.  I claim my heritage with great pride.  I also know that people like my father are what makes this country great in my opinion.  On the other side of the spectrum, my mother's family can be traced to native americans.  That's right, before the 'ol Mayflower docked.  I am equally proud of that heritage. 

Good gracious, people.  Suck it up, put on your big boy pants and support the man. 

Support the March of Dimes!

Once upon a time I met this girl named Shonda.  I was 17ish and she was 18ish.  So yeah, that had to have been just a couple years ago.  :)  We got to spend the summer together at Windermere where we worked and played.  We had no idea then the directions our lives would take us.  We weren't thinking about marriage or babies, we were thinking about our tans and friends.  We were sharing a community bathroom, not thinking about mortgage payments.  We couldn't have known then what kind of wives or mothers we would turn into.  Well, you know about my 2 blessings.  Shonda is the mother of 4 blessings.


Here are a couple of video montages that give you an introduction to her March of Dimes Team: 2 Here, 2 In Heaven.   It also gives you an idea as to why I am so blessed to have known her and call her my friend.

Please, if you can, please support the March of Dimes and this team. 

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So Glad They Love Each Other

I've been watching and I think it's evident, these boys have grown to love each other.







In the Beginning

 

Sebastian's first smile



They are content to dress alike.



And they can be goofy together



And sometimes they bear hug in beautiful moments like this.



It's been 4 years

Four years ago our doctor whispered "Happy Birthday" to our child then handed him to Bryan.  Actually, there was probably a nurse or two in there somewhere but I was laying back and feeling real good. 

I knew Sebastian before he ever made eye contact with me.  I knew when he did and didn't want to be messed with.  I knew that he would only kick when he wanted to and when he did, look out.  I knew that he would want to snuggle with me and tune out the outside world from time to time.  And I knew that I would love him more than the sun and the moon.  I still do.

What I didn't know is the shades of color he would bring into my world.  I didn't know that he would be so hilariously funny.  I didn't know that he would be his brother's best friend and also his bully.  I didn't know that he would be able to eat 8 clementines in a given day and follow them with some hellacious gas.  I didn't know that when he turned 4, he would still snuggle with me and let me rock him for a little while longer. 

I love my son, Sebastian.  More and more every day he stretches my heart greater than he ever did my stomach (and I have the marks to prove it).  I can't wait to see what our next year holds.