Thursday, September 13, 2012

Love

I love that...

Ignacio will randomly tell me he loves me, like last night when he said in his sleep, "I love you mommy.  You're the best mom I've ever had." 

Emilio only sings the last words to sentences in songs.

Ignacio will back bend his way to make Emilio content.

I can get giddy with my kids, laughing until I cry.

Even after a hard day we always find our way back to each other.

Emilio's face and hands are dyed purple after eating blueberries.

If one requests something they always request it for the other too.

Ignacio stands up for his brother at the park.

My kids easily give and accept love, not only from their parents, but from others as well.

We cuddle.

Both are connected to me but easily able to explore the world, with or without me present.

Ignacio's hair stands up in the back after a nap.

My kids are extroverts.

Emilio bites his nails.



Monday, September 10, 2012

Tidbits

The other morning Emilio was hungry so he helped himself to watermelon.  I literally mean "helped himself."  I came out into the living room and he had taken the ENTIRE half watermelon out of the fridge and had it on the coffee table.  Why use a spoon when you have your hands?  Needless to say there was a clean-up in aisle 5!  Ay Emilio.

My two boys are quite squirrely lately.  They spend countless hours running after each other, rolling around on the ground and screaming.  Their new thing is scaring one another and I usually spend most of the day with Emilio wrapped around my legs as he laughs trying to hide from Ignacio.  I am happy they get along so well, even if it can loud sometimes. 

I tried to put only underwear on Emilio, which lasted 20 minutes before he was squatting out on the balcony peeing on himself.  Not to mention he did it up against the screen so some of it was bound to run down the downstairs neighbors' screen.  She probably thought I was watering my plants.  Good Lord.

With the both the boys in toddler beds they now fall asleep in the same room and sleep the night in their own beds.  It fun to hear them laughing at night as the wind down.  We never thought we would get to this day but here was are! 

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Picture's worth a thousand words...

 Emilio's crib became a TODDLER BED and his smile says it ALL!!!
 Our family :)
 He looks like he is 15 years old!!  Here we are on the boat tour this summer is Chicago!! 
 
 Best friends, best buddies, best brothers...and sometimes worst enemies!! 
Our family on a HOT Chicago day going down the river!  Emilio fell asleep with the movement and Ignacio thought it was awesome!

Round Two

Ignacio woke up on Tuesday ready to rock and roll.  First day of the last year of preschool.  When I came out into the living room Angel had already dressed him and his hair was combed and his new shoes were on.  He looked adorable.  He insisted that Emilio be in every picture with him.  He was adorable. 

As we got into the preschool he found his name and made his way into the class.  The kids were reading and playing and he clung to my leg for a few minutes just taking it all in.  The new teacher asked if he wanted to play and he quickly joined.  I approached Emilio who was already playing and told him it was almost time to go.  He gave me a kiss as if to say goodbye and then I had to break it to him that he wasn't staying.  Unfortunately, for him, he was going to have to leave with me every time like last year.  I looked for Ignacio and found him sitting on a bench reading a book by himself and the tears came.  As I paid close attention to his little back and the minature nature of his hands I realized how small he still is.  I didn't want to leave him.  He was too little and the world was too big but then the panic was over and I say my goodbye. 

This time next year he will be gone all day to kindergarten and it will be Emilio's turn to stay behind.  I pray for wisdom to continue to raise such good people who are kind, energetic and social.  People who are compassionate, caring and willing to learn.  Little people who will grow to be great men.