We were the closest family possible. Our world was turned upside down on 05/03/09 when my best friend, the person I love most next only to our children, my sister Trina was diagnosed with stage IV breast cancer. Her body gave out on her on 01/09/10 but she will ALWAYS be a part of our daily life and will continue to be in my posts. I started my blog to chronicle our daughter's international adoption from Guatemala and have continued to use it as a journal.

What you will find is my family trying to adapt to our new lives that were handed to us.



Thursday, April 28, 2011

Easter Rabbit Hole, Part Deaux

I must post this video clip from "Rabbit Hole" once more because I actually have been Becca in this clip. I can speak from a personal experience that words very similar to these have actually come out of my mouth and I have had those blank, horrified stares directed my way. I can't make this shit up! This scene always made me laugh with this stark look at reality and now that it has been MY reality, well, it's even funnier now.







About a week before Easter, Valentina was having a blast playing with all of Asa's masks that he has accrued over Halloweens passed. She made each of us put one on.








Asa triple tasking; working on the computer, wearing a mask and letting me take his picture.












Of course Valentina never does anything the normal way, oh no. Here she is wearing her mask the VALENTINA way, which is to dance and become another character altogether. Valentina doesn't walk, she gallops, glides, hops, skips or stomps. She never just gets excited about something, she jumps up and down, yells "YIPPEE SKIPPEE!", claps her hands and dances about. These are things done the "Valentina Way."




Yet another example of PJ's done "The Valentina Way". She wanted me to cut off the arms because she wanted them short sleeved. The girl is obsessed with short sleeves. So off the arms went...... and of course the natural place to put them were on her knees! The girl keeps us all laughing and seeing life through her fearless, amazed, happy eyes. I'm am so grateful for her.




And Asa Boy! Oh my dear, sweet, Asa Boy. Here he is being the goalie on his team. He makes a HORRIBLE goalie as he always leaves the goal unattended, too anxious to get in the game itself. You should see him, he is watching the ball intently, kicking, cheering his team on and just works himself into a frenzy......AWAY from the goal! It's nail biting to watch him because we want him to get back in FRONT of the goal! He just has to be in the action.













Saturday, April 23, 2011. Beya and Papa hid eggs for me since it's too hard, the memories of doing it with sissy are impossible to shake off so they did the honors. Here the kiddo's are getting ready to descend on the backyard with their baskets. The weather was great and sunny so we decided to do the egg hunt Saturday as the forecast called for rain on Sunday (which was correct). We spent all day outside doing crafts and having a picnic.




LET THE GAMES BEGIN!!!!!

























Check out our MexiGhetto soccer goal. The frame is from my grandparents garden swing that got smashed during a windstorm last year. Papa hung up a tarp from the top and voila! He needs to patent it before the MLS finds out about it and tries to steal the idea from him :)





Asa doing the honors of breaking the first cascarone of the holiday.





Easter Sunday, Valentina ready for mass.




THIS is Valentina, always dancing, always acting, always twirling, always performing. She just loves life and gets every last drop of happiness out of each day.










Asa didn't go to mass, he stayed home with Norm and me. It was wonderful! I got to have some one on one time with my boy. He is getting his first look at his Easter basket here.




A Star Wars Lego Ship! He couldn't wait to open it and put it together with Uncle Norm.




The kids' Easter picture.





Every year Trina and Asa would make the bunny coconut cake. I don't think I made it last year, although I have no memory of last Easter so maybe I did. This year Asa and I made it while Valentina was at mass with Beya and Papa. We had so much fun together.




After mass we all went to lunch. I was able to hold it together until the drive home when all the tears and feelings I had pent up finally came out. I cried the whole way home. I can't say I felt better because I didn't. Crying doesn't make me feel better, nothing makes me feel better. Well, that's not quite right, the kids make me feel better :) I'm so grateful for them and for my parents. I'm so so so so lucky to have the best parents and the best kids. Beya is always there for me and she helps me so much.




I love and miss you dearly, sissy.