Well here it is again the middle of the week and I'm already exhausted. Randy is out of town on a whirl-wind tour of the country. He left for New York on Monday morning and is now in Albuquerque, NM. He flies home tomorrow night. The kids have been up and down. One minute they are playing really good together and the next all hell breaks lose, literally.
Like this morning for example, I was getting ready and Rayna was in her room getting dressed. I called out to see where Lorenzo was and he was in Rayna's room reading a book. Two things right there are amazing in and of themselves. The first is that Rayna was ok with Lorenzo in her room and the second was that he wasn't destroying anything. I thought, "Wow, this is really cool. What an awesome morning we are having. We are actually going to leave the house on time to get to school."
I spoke too soon. Now it is time for me to get Lorenzo dressed. He takes his pj's off and goes to the bathroom. I tell him to get his clothes on. Here is the moment where all hell breaks lose. Getting dressed has now turned into a game as my son proceeds to run around the house naked and refused to get dressed. He hides under his train table and under his bed. I decide I am not going to chase him since that is what he wants me to do. Plus I don't have the time. I have to finish getting ready so we can leave for school. I finally capture him, dress him and put him in his time out chair for not listening and following directions. His time out chair is his booster seat that he is strapped into so he can't pull a Houdini and escape. He takes his socks and shoes off. I put them back on. I take stuff out to the car. He has taken them off again. I put them back on. I put Rayna in the car. He has taken them back off again. At this point, I am not only mad but we are now late!! Seriously child, just leave your socks and shoes on!! Is that really too much to ask?
The day goes on, work is work. Lorenzo had a good day at preschool seeing as he was the only kid there today. Probably a good thing he didn't have any interaction with other kids today. It may have gotten ugly. We are still working on the sharing aspect.
Rayna had an awesome day at Tae Kwon Do. She did two sparring matches today. Sparring is fighting in Tae Kwon Do. It's so cute to see her in her pads and helmet. She sparred a little on Monday but actually did two matches today. Lorenzo had my phone watching a movie so I couldn't get any pictures or video. Next time I will remember my camera. Here's a video example of sparring. Don't worry, he has them be really gentle and with soft kicks and punches.
Then we went to Trader Joe's to pick up dinner. They love going and finding the lobster to get a prize and hiding it again. I love how everyone is so friendly and of course the food and prices are awesome. I got a mango for 99 cents! And it was so good! Just a little taste of heaven. I guess I should back up a little bit. It took us a while to even get into the store as I had to calm a very scared Rayna down.
We were getting out of the van and getting the re-usable bags out of the back. Yes, I actually remembered my reusable bags! I had parked right next to a Camero, a new one, and the guy starts it up and it is a very loud engine. It freaked Rayna out! She dove into the back of the van and was hiding behind the seats crying. I felt so bad. I was trying to get here to come to me and she refused. Poor baby was terrified! Even after the guy had left it probably took me a good 10 minutes to convince her to come see me and calm her down. I've never seen her that scared before. Poor Lorenzo didn't know what to do. He wasn't sure if he should be scared or getting into trouble. But getting a sucker from the treasure box at Trader Joe's made everything go away.
Lorenzo was just a little pill on the way home pushing a very, very tired and sleepy Rayna's buttons. She fell asleep and he starts screaming and kicking her seat. But then we get home, she goes and plays in her room and he goes in the backyard and rides his jeep around for a little while, comes in and plays in his room with his trains.
Well at least both of my little angels are now safely tucked in their beds dreaming away. Until tomorrow.....
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Zumba
Gotta love me some Zumba! I've been going to zumba classes now for over a year and I just love it. I lost not only a lot of weight but inches as well just doing Zumba. It makes me feel so good. I love the music. I love the dances. Zumba to me is like a drug. When I am in class I just get so lost in the music and dancing. It makes me so happy and feels so good at the same time! Gotta love a natural high. And it is all so sexy at the same time! How could you not like this kind of a work out where you are having fun, loosing weight, sweating, dancing and feeling sexy all at the same time? Now that is my kind of work out!
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So sad the Big Apple Circus is not coming to Atlanta this year. Boo! This is such an awesome circus. They do such a great job with the show. It was become a family tradition for us to go to this every year.
So sad the Big Apple Circus is not coming to Atlanta this year. Boo! This is such an awesome circus. They do such a great job with the show. It was become a family tradition for us to go to this every year.
Monday, February 7, 2011
My Little Joker
Ah, another Monday! Just not quite ready for this week to begin. I don't think the weekend was long enough recovery time from the previous week. That and Randy is out of town again this week to the wintery-wonderland of good ole Detroit, MI. He almost forgot that he needed to pack his winter jacket. I just try and take one day at a time. That is all anybody can do.
So Rayna has been really into telling "Knock, Knock" jokes lately. She just loves making up the silliest things. It doesn't matter to her whether it makes sense or not, the silly the better. On the way home today from Tae Kwon Do we precede to have the banter of "knock, Knock" jokes. Here are a couple of the good ones I remember Rayna coming up with:
Rayna: Knock, Knock
Me: Who's there?
Rayna: Butterfly
Me: Butterfly who?
Rayna: Butterfly, fly back to me, I love you.
Rayna: Knock, Knock
Me: Who's there?
Rayna: Rainbow
Me: Rainbow who?
Rayna: Unicorn, slide down the rainbow to get to the other side.
That kid cracks me up. Never a dull moment in the Gaytan house.
Which reminds me of the car ride to school this morning; we were listening to the radio and the song, "What Faith can do", by Kutless came on. My kids never cease to amaze me. I wasn't too surprised when Rayna started singing the song because she picks up on everything, it was when Lorenzo joined in and they were both looking at each other while they were singing. It's moments like these that my heart swells with overflowing love and pride and humility. Sometimes I can hardly believe that these two precious little people are my children. What a great way to start the day! I love my kids! And in case you are not sure what song I am talking about, here is the link to it. A very powerful and moving song by itself, but coupled with your children singing their little hearts out in the car, PRICELESS!
So Rayna has been really into telling "Knock, Knock" jokes lately. She just loves making up the silliest things. It doesn't matter to her whether it makes sense or not, the silly the better. On the way home today from Tae Kwon Do we precede to have the banter of "knock, Knock" jokes. Here are a couple of the good ones I remember Rayna coming up with:
Rayna: Knock, Knock
Me: Who's there?
Rayna: Butterfly
Me: Butterfly who?
Rayna: Butterfly, fly back to me, I love you.
Rayna: Knock, Knock
Me: Who's there?
Rayna: Rainbow
Me: Rainbow who?
Rayna: Unicorn, slide down the rainbow to get to the other side.
That kid cracks me up. Never a dull moment in the Gaytan house.
Which reminds me of the car ride to school this morning; we were listening to the radio and the song, "What Faith can do", by Kutless came on. My kids never cease to amaze me. I wasn't too surprised when Rayna started singing the song because she picks up on everything, it was when Lorenzo joined in and they were both looking at each other while they were singing. It's moments like these that my heart swells with overflowing love and pride and humility. Sometimes I can hardly believe that these two precious little people are my children. What a great way to start the day! I love my kids! And in case you are not sure what song I am talking about, here is the link to it. A very powerful and moving song by itself, but coupled with your children singing their little hearts out in the car, PRICELESS!
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Happy Birthday Big Brother!
January 31, 2011
I wrote the last post back in August with the passing of my brother and never posted it until now. It has been sitting in my saved draft box for 5 months now. I haven't even looked at for some fear of what I wrote, not really sure how it would make me feel. I don't really remember the month of August. It all seems like such a blur now but then there are the moments that make it seem like it was just yesterday. I can remember the sounds around me, the exact words said to me, what the hospital room looked like, how I was living in my own little world of hell while the outside world went on without me and the sun kept right on shining so brightly in the sky.
But today the sun was not shining. The clouds came and not only covered the sky and made it gray and gloomy but my mood as well. I smiled to myself that the weather actually matched my emotions. I did not want the sun to shine today. I did not want to feel happy. I craved the gloom and despair like a child craves the sweet delicious taste of candy. I did not mind the rain beating down upon my face.
Today seemed like a fitting day to finally post this and to help me get some closure as today is Vince's birthday. He would have been 43 today. I always call my siblings on their birthdays and it was one less phone call I got to make today. I remember last year when I called him, I can still hear his voice telling me, "Awe, sissy, thanks for calling. You have always been good about remembering everyone's birthday. It's good to hear from you and I miss ya and I love ya."
It's still hard to believe he is gone. Does the pain ever really go away? Not a day goes by that I don't think about him. I think what hurts the most is when Rayna says she misses Uncle Vinnie. Just this past Saturday we were in the car and the song "I will Raise" by Chris Tomlin came on the radio. It is her favorite song as well as one of mine. In the song it talks about how Jesus has overcome the grave and the victory is won. So my sweet, darling, precious daughter of only 5 years old, says to me, "Mommy, when he sings that part about overcoming the grave, it really makes me think about Uncle Vinnie and how much I miss him."
I wrote the last post back in August with the passing of my brother and never posted it until now. It has been sitting in my saved draft box for 5 months now. I haven't even looked at for some fear of what I wrote, not really sure how it would make me feel. I don't really remember the month of August. It all seems like such a blur now but then there are the moments that make it seem like it was just yesterday. I can remember the sounds around me, the exact words said to me, what the hospital room looked like, how I was living in my own little world of hell while the outside world went on without me and the sun kept right on shining so brightly in the sky.
But today the sun was not shining. The clouds came and not only covered the sky and made it gray and gloomy but my mood as well. I smiled to myself that the weather actually matched my emotions. I did not want the sun to shine today. I did not want to feel happy. I craved the gloom and despair like a child craves the sweet delicious taste of candy. I did not mind the rain beating down upon my face.
Today seemed like a fitting day to finally post this and to help me get some closure as today is Vince's birthday. He would have been 43 today. I always call my siblings on their birthdays and it was one less phone call I got to make today. I remember last year when I called him, I can still hear his voice telling me, "Awe, sissy, thanks for calling. You have always been good about remembering everyone's birthday. It's good to hear from you and I miss ya and I love ya."
It's still hard to believe he is gone. Does the pain ever really go away? Not a day goes by that I don't think about him. I think what hurts the most is when Rayna says she misses Uncle Vinnie. Just this past Saturday we were in the car and the song "I will Raise" by Chris Tomlin came on the radio. It is her favorite song as well as one of mine. In the song it talks about how Jesus has overcome the grave and the victory is won. So my sweet, darling, precious daughter of only 5 years old, says to me, "Mommy, when he sings that part about overcoming the grave, it really makes me think about Uncle Vinnie and how much I miss him."
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