Saturday, November 24, 2007

Our Thanksgiving Weekend

We started the holiday with a Thanksgiving craft day

The day ended with four turkeys

Next we baked and baked.

Whenever I have the kids help me bake, they always insist on wearing these silly baking hats that came with Hannah's Easy Bake Oven.

Sorry Ray, I am sure you were unaware of the boys baking attire. But what can I say, they LOVE IT!

After the big feast, which somehow we have no picture of, we had movie night. And every night since then too!

The next day we got out all of our Christmas boxes and opened them while listening to Harry Conick Jr.'s When My Heart Finds Christmas, and 'N Sync's Home for Christmas. Yes you read right, you should check it out. Especially "O Holy Night". You will become an instant fan.

Will made sure he got his picture with the boxes too.

Then off to the store to pick out this year's ornament for each of the kids.

And last but not least, we put up our Christmas tree we lovingly call "Polly"........ as in polymer, as in plastic, as in fake. The kids love Polly. I kept hearing Benny say, "I just love Polly. I just want to give her a kiss." And so he did. About a million times.......

And that was our lovely Thanksgiving weekend.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

The Cowboy

Watch out ladies......there is a new sheriff in town!

Or maybe a new village person, one of the two!

He definitely got his sweet moves from his dad

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Trick or Treating

This is the morning of Halloween. Hannah and Benny both popped out of bed and immediately dressed in their costumes.

Will, not quite grasping the concept of Halloween, came running out of his room sans diaper. (or maybe he totally gets the concept and he just wanted to dress as a flasher)

What I love best about Benny's red power ranger costume is the bow in the back. It just brought a smile to my face every time I saw it.

Here is a picture of Will when he realized that people were handing out free candy!

What a fun Halloween it was!

Friday, November 2, 2007

My Puerto Rican Grandma

The other night I had just gotten home and needed to grab something really quick from our house to take to someone. When I went back outside there was a black cat sitting on the hood of our car so I went back inside. I plopped on the couch next to Ray. Here is our conversation:

Ray: What happened? Didn't you need to go somewhere?

Me: Ya, but when I got out to the car, there was a black cat on the hood. Isn't that a bad omen on the eve of Halloween? I don't think I should go out tonight.

Ray: Who are you??

Since then I have been laughing at myself and thinking about where do my superstitions come from? I didn't have to think to long about that. You see, I am a quarter Puerto Rican. Which my brother Brad would say we are quartaricans.

We grew up living only a few blocks from my Grandma. And I guess her superstitions found their way into the back of my head.

For example:

- whenever my kids are opening umbrellas in the house I cringe and tell them they need to stop.

-I make sure to side step any ladders in my path

-And whenever I get my hair cut at a salon, I am too chicken to ask for my hair that has been cut so that I can dispose of it properly like my Grandma always taught me. Why you might ask? So they don't make a voodoo doll with it of course!