Juan Carlos-My Little Angel

My boys love it when the other one gets in trouble. If I ask Julio to clean up a mess he made, Juan Carlos will be in my face saying, "I didn't make a mess, I didn't make a mess!" and to further his point, he'll ask for a bottle of Windex to clean the windows.

Saturday Julio whacked Juan Carlos with a book. We confiscated the book and then I sat down with both boys and told them a little story. My graduate professor at BYU had 3 sons; he would tell me how if a toy was used as a weapon it would immediately go into the trash. One of his sons had received a telescope for Christmas and then had used it as a sword to hit one of his brothers. Their dad broke it over his knee and put it in the trash in front of the boys.

After telling Julio and Juan Carlos the story, I asked them what they thought.

Juan Carlos, feeling like he had a leg up on Julio being the victim of the violent book-crime and all, put on his proud voice and showed me the palm of his hand said, "Yeah Mom," like he was in total agreement with me,"When I hit, I just use my hand!!!"

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Excuse my mess.

Update Including Earthquakes and Vomit

I really haven't quit blogging, at least in theory.

I know, I know. I've started all of my posts the last 3 months like this, whining about why I haven't been blogging. Sorry about that. It's just that I am getting practically nothing done right now. No piano practice, little exercise, no blogging, no emailing, no sending photos to grandparents, no cooking, no cleaning, no sleeping.

All I do is produce milk for Pedro, feed Pedro, rock Pedro to sleep, change Pedro's diaper, change Pedro's clothes, bathe Pedro, make sure Pedro is breathing, etc. etc. We have 2 maids now (long story) and I am still getting NOTHING done, and I'm tired! I can't imagine the sorry state I'd be in if I lived in the States with no help. Oh well-I love the time I get to spend with the baby.

So, a little update on our lives for those of you who are still out there.

First Things First: My First Earthquake

We just finished up 2 weeks of Spring Break. That's 4 kids 24 hours a day 7 days a week for 2 weeks. By the end of last week I was going a bit batty. Last Thursday we jumped in the car and headed out for Acapulco.

I had booked a hotel online and it was awesome. Here are some pics:

(here's where Blogger stopped letting me upload photos! Grrrr.)





That night at 12:43 am there was a 6.0 earthquake whose epicenter was 40 miles from where we were at. We were staying on the 8th floor of a 10 floor building. We were swaying like crazy. Guapo, who grew up in California, was not too phased, but me, who grew up in Colorado, was pretty much totally freaked out.

The kids slept through the whole event.

The next night was Guapo's bad night. Julio and Margarita (at separate times) threw up. I only felt slightly guilty about not getting up to help him clean up the floor, the sofas, the sheets, the walls, the clothes. First of all, I figure I have to get up with the baby all the time, and second of all, Guapo always seems to be out of town when there is puke to clean up.

He commented to me, "It's as if they don't even try to make it to the bathroom. I think they just open their mouths and let it fly." Yep, that's pretty much what kids do. There was throw-up EVERYWHERE. Yuck.

The last night,Guapo tried to insure he would get a little more sleep than the previous night by placing throw-up receptacles next to each kid:







Luckily, there was neither vomit nor earthquakes the last night of our stay.

Ok, on to other issues:

GMBC: (Gringas in Mexico Blogging Conference)

Easter weekend I got to meet my first ever OLF IRL (OnLine Friend In Real Life). I met Amerimeximadre when she came with her super cute family to Big City. At first we felt pretty uncomfortable talking face so we chatted online for a while:



Then we got used to the whole IRL thing and just talked like normal people.



Ron Brings Kitty Over to the Dark Side



Muchacha Moment

One of our maids came to work sick on Monday.

She told Guapo she had a fever from "eating too many carrots".

Who knew?

One Funny Kid Quote

Julio was talking to Guapo the other day. He asked him to describe himself; Guapo did and then asked Julio how he would describe himself.

He answered, "I have brown hair and eyes and I look like my name should be Nick."

The kid cracks us up. The funny thing is, he does have a certain "Nick-ness" about him.

Kudos to Pedro

My little baby has gained 5 pounds in 6 weeks. What a little piggy!

See? I'm not wasting my time after all!!!