Fantastic Four

found - a beautiful place

i took the day and concentrated.

concentrated on my beautiful place.

she was within arms length.

 

the artist within

Sweet G loves so much to draw & color & write & paint.  I know this will be a lifelong passion.  I see us many years down the road crafting together.  It's just something she loves to do.

Gigi & Papi driving to school...

walking to class...

kindergarten prep

it's that time of year.  time to register.  time to fill out paperwork. time to cross our fingers she'll get into the program that'll open all kinds of doors for her in her educational future.

seven & then some

my children's birthdays are so emotional for me.

this year was no different.

here's a blip of our mother/daughter - turning a year older convo...

me; so are you excited about turning seven?

her; yes - but i'd rather be ten.

me; silent

the end.

convo #2

me; need help rinsing your hair?

her; nope i've got it.

me; there's still some soap in there, just let me get it.

***she hesitantly allows me to do so***

her; you know today is the last day you will be doing this, i'm seven now

end of convo

so here's to seven & hoping she continues to allow me to rinse her hair & treat her like a seven year old...

brutus

she looked like a bruiser

up until yesterday...

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destination two - maliBU

these are the moments

that matter the most

even betty loved the BU...

keys are not for playing with

this is the lesson i learned.

while fireguy was at work.

for three days.

my lesson came in this startling form.

gia (panicked) - MAMAMAMACOCOHURTHERSELFMAMACOMEQUICK!

me (startled, just hung up the phone with fireguy) - What happened?

gia (more panicked) COCOSTUCKSOMETHINGINTHEWALLANDSHEGOTZAPPED.

coco now downstairs screaming at the top of her five eyar old mighty lungs holding her right hand.

me - whathappenedwhathappenedwhathappened.  trying to be calm. connecting the dots that she may have been electrocuted.  looking for an exit wound, dialing fireguy, praying he picks up, visibly shaking, asking what she put in the wall, holding her, pickupthephone.

he does.  are her fingers black? no. are her fingers burned? no. can she move them? yes. she's o.k.

somewhere in all of this i hear the word, "keys".

keys?  what keys? keys what?

she. put. keys. in. the. elecrtical. outlet.

keys.

three.

three.

keys.

shit.

robotics 101

how to make a robot.

1.  lots of boxes - all shapes - all sizes

2.  packing tape - lots of it.

with some handy dandy papa included team work

this photo was taked during a creative difference spat.

papi chulo was the engineer.

gia the creative genius.

sometimes two greats collide.

but all was rectified...

robot girl was completed in the time allotted.

what is it about this man that makes art class sooooooo much fun.

abandon ship

according to coco these lovely ladies are the disney princesses.

and they are abandoning ship.

big sis is driving.

perhaps she's not a good boat captain.

growing up coco

this lil' bean cracks me up.

she's been asking for a big girl seat for many months.

i've held out and held out, made excuse after excuse.

all for my own selfish benefit.

i just wasn't ready for her to transition.

i didn't want the toddler car seat to be a memory.  didn't want to accept that my littest love was growing up.  moving on to big girl status.  (insert mama sad face).

insert coco happy face.