Moments that won’t make you cry

“Ximena, I want a baby that looks like yours!”

I said to one of our moms as I was playing with her beautiful oriental 5 month old, smiling baby.

“Hermana Lorena, that’s easy!” she said with a big grin.

Ronal is a year and a half. He and his mom are new at the house. I was watching him yesterday, I gave him his little foam ball and walked away. I came back and he had bitten of the foam and was trying to eat it. I removed the foam from his mouth and gave him some crackers.

Everyone asks if the dog ate the ball… no it was Ronal.

We went to a park on Saturday. One gringa, three babies, two cholitas (girls whose culture is traditionally from the countryside who dress in the traditional Quechan dress), and 8 other random teenage girls… there we were, playing, riding the train, and posing for pictures. I would love to be inside of people’s minds when they see us together.

I often mix up the verbs for “to fight” and “to peel.” Often I end up saying how I am going to fight with various vegetables. The girls, almost always on cue, start doing karate moves on the tomatoes.

Yesterday, we celebrated the birthdays of all the girls who had birthdays in the last six months. While we were setting up, the girls wanted to know what we were doing. I said it was a surprise. They promised they wouldn’t tell anyone. So I whispered, “we are celebrating you beautiful births!” In english… and then walked away.

They tried getting out the dictionary, but didn’t have much luck.

Sometimes Beati doesn’t want to practice reading, so then I look at her book and I say “no wonder you don’t’ want to read, look it’s in English!” and she looks at it and says- “wait! “ Then she reads it… and exclaims, “No it’s in Spanish! You are wrong!”

She hasn’t figured out that every book we read is, yes folks, in Spanish.

Parents, if you are looking for a creative means of punishment, we’ve got one. Have your kids write “ I should not arrive late to the table” one THOUSAND times. They will not be late again.

News on "Maria"(from the last blog)- her mom called us, she wants to see her daughter. In January, we said.

Praise God. Praise God.

Pray for my parents' travels please! And for their luggage to arrive with them on time. They are coming on MONDAY!!!!!