Mr. Potato Head

Andrew is very intelligent. Now, I'm not just saying that because he's my son because I can tell you now I've met about 3 other children younger than him, that are more advanced. One of them speaks clearly. Another knows and understands what an email is. And the other one that is four months younger than him, got in her play car, "drove" some, then stopped and said, "Dang! I got a ticket!"

Anywho, Andrew has been doing something new every day for the past week. Two days ago, he showed me his (Cars) sketchpad. Almost ALL of the pages were drawn on. Some had the letter A, not an upside down V lol.. And the letter C. Also the letter I. AND!! He drew Louis from Meet The Robinsons. The glasses, hair, and everything!! Ohh..

Then yesterday, I was sleep and he woke up before me (what a surprise), slapped a Backyardigans workbook I bought him, on my head & said, "Mama. Look. Wan-Two-Twee. Wan-Two-Twee!" I got up, looked at him & he kept going. "Wan-Two-Twee," as he was pointing at the 10 palm trees next to Pablo. I mean, hey, he didn't count to 10 but he counted to three!! I can't begin to tell you how high I felt from that moment.

Then today, he was playing with his Mr. Potato Head (he LOVES that thing, I got him some more parts, I think a Dr.'s "outfit," might get him the Lakers outfit [shouts to Mr. Bru Cru] next, w/the 'fro n everything..) So he took all the parts off, called me & started naming the parts. "Eyes. Nose. Teeth. Ear. Arms. Shoes. Tongue."

Hope You're Enjoying the New Year

We are!

Merry Christmas to You!

Andrew is sleep by 9p every night, gets a nap in between the times of 12p & 3p. Yesterday, of course I was letting him stay up. He woke up from his nap around 4p so I knew he wouldn't be ready to lay down @ 8:30p. I was @ work @ 8p and wasn't expecting to see him until Christmas Day.

My mom & Carlos surprised me & for SOME reason COMPLETELY forgot about Andrew. That sounds wrong. I mean, since I know he is sleep around midnight I didn't expect to see him but if my mom & Carlos are both @ my job of course Andrew would have to come through! ANYWAY: FIRST! I was surprised and I remember saying, "Oh my God," while staring at the front door. They came in, my mom, gave me a big hug and said, "We came to wish you a Merry Christmas. Te traje a tu hijo...." I almost cried when Andrew ran into my arms with a huge smile on his face.

*tearing up again*

I hugged him, closed my eyes, held tightly & said, "Merry Christmas Andrew!!"

*tears running down my face now (not then)*

He kept holding onto me, tighter than I was holding him.

I enjoyed every millisecond of that hug. Hope to never forget it.

Not Quite Like This Before

Ok, most of my followers (LOL) know that I took a trip to Mexico from the 14th-21st in the state of Jalisco in the town my family is from: beautiful Barra de Navidad.

I didn't miss a beat when I arrived tho. Soon as I got back, started handlin' business & got back into it (workin').

When I walked into my place tho, I was filled with happiness. Before me, were stockings hung up, Christmas decorations everywhere, pictures of my brothers, mom, son & myself in frames arranged neatly w/a slight diagonal look. And the tree.

Oh, behold. The Christmas tree.

Couldn't believe my eyes. Couldn't believe this was what was waiting for me. My spirit was out of control! I hadn't seen & felt this in years. Family sounded so great & I was incredibly grateful!

Although I will be working today and won't be getting home til about 3:10am (Christmas Day) & will be working tomorrow afternoon until the 26th I feel good. Thank God I'm working.

With that said, Merry Christmas Eve everybody!

And if you don't have the Christmas/Holiday spirit, then celebrate Festivus.. For the rest of us.

It's a win-win. Ha.

This Hit SO CLOSE to Home

Mom Plays Two Roles

I feel it deep down
wished for more smiles then frowns
wanna be called pops, for that you get no props
No park, no ball, go get, go call.
Provide, that's what you re supposed to do,
anything "Dad" related was a joke to you.
Get smacked, get yelled at..that's dad
that's what he's good at.
No hard feelings, not many memories..
my future with my kids, not really worrying me.
I learned to ball, I learned to stunt,
I learned how to lay-up, I learned how to bunt.
Looking in the mirror, it's a splitting image...
Life with him, wouldnt want to re-live it.
More smiles, less tears, no pain, no blood smears.
Had to get advice elsewhere, kept feelings bottled up,
Felt like what I was doing was never good enough.
Good at striking, good at fighting...not so great with words
emotions were stifling.
Im daddy, Im brother, I provide...
No daddy, no Big Brother...Ill survive.
Get in trouble, make mistakes
Erase them mentally, raise the stakes.
Get better, move forward
Make mami proud, no harm, no foul.
I may look like you,
doing everything in my power not to be like you.
I will stay true, to that word that bothers,
unlike you, I'll become a great father.

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Can't please 'em all..

I lost a follower :'(

So long Andrea.

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