I write a lot about my husband. And he truly is as wonderful as he seems. But let's just give credit where credit is due, shall we? He has become the man he is today thanks to this amazing woman:To my sweet MIL (mother-in-love =D), Nancy: Happy, Happy Birthday and . . . THANKS! "For the mother is and must be, whether she knows it or ...
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Math inferiority
I am an Artist.Right-brained.Creative.Spontaneous.Random. My kids are all those things, too. They are also comedians. (Jon added the theory of relativity when he saw I was taking pictures - cracked me up. =D) But part of educating them means doing left-brain functions, like math. (heavy, heavy sigh) My friend Pam is a Math ...
Love/Hate
I hate it when he's gone. Hate it. I have trouble sleeping when he's gone, and so I pile up pillows on "his side" in an attempt to fool myself that he is there. It doesn't work. So I struggle with the insomnia. I tell myself that because it's just me and the kids we can just go out and get a burger for dinner and I don't have ...
on fear and stickiness.
Isn't this a cool piece of art? Eric got it for me a couple of years ago and I just love it. That has always been my "mantra." (well, technically, I'm not really sure what a mantra is, but I know it's a form of self-talk, so just go with me on this one. =D) "I am Fearless."Okay. It's not really true. Or at least it wasn't. I ...
Cheaters never prosper.
I'm so obedient. My friend, Nora, posted about her love for Scrabble which gave me an idea for our family game night. The snack, BTW, was my pastelitos de guayaba. ;-) So we got kind of psyched about our Scrabble game, and we pulled out the dusty old board. (Hey, it's actually pretty nice. Who knew?) Somewhere along the line we picked up ...
Four-Bucks
It's me, Amy. The Sell-Out. I had a desperate moment. I was out of café. I was exhausted. I was running late (or is it "latte"?) I sold out. I BOUGHT my morning cafécito from STARBUCKS!!And this is how it went: I walked in, feeling ashamed. I kept my sunglasses on so I could not be recognized. I waited in ...
Let’s talk about “pressure”
Isn't that a beautiful Pulpeta?? (Cuban "meatloaf" - although I'd just like to reiterate that it is nothing like American meatloaf and we just use the word "meatloaf" as a point of reference. There. I feel better now.) No. I didn't make it. (And yes, I totally admit it's much prettier than mine, but that's not important right ...
20 – Gato Fino
Of course I'm superstitious. It's part of my Cuban DNA. I come by it honestly. As a Cuban baby I had the mandatory black azabaché (to ward off the Evil Eye, Envy, Illness, Bad Luck and Violence) pinned to my clothing before I was even able to open my eyes to the world.I still look at my watch and wince a little when we're at ...
Why we homeschool – reason # 4,285
He's almost twelve and in the sixth grade. He has grown about two inches this past summer and is not showing any signs of slowing down. He is constantly hungry and regularly has second and third helpings of whatever we're having for dinner and about an hour later is on a food hunt once again. He eats practically one of everything in the ...
It’s a jungle out there.
My friend, Nora, has a fabulous husband named Brian. He is a visionary, an adventurer, an explorer. Nora is a wise and witty woman. She is stylish and beautiful, thoughtful and intelligent. Together they are raising two amazing young men, Adrian and Ivan (who will henceforth be known as The Monkeys) here in this amazing house in the middle ...
