Hey Mom, you've made it... surviving life for another year was kinda rough in this past six months, but between Jesus and the Power Box, I guess everything will be fine.
We had a bit of a get together this weekend to celebrate Mom's 55... and here is how it went. Lysania who decided to play gracious host made a sancocho (I mean beef stew doesn't even start to describe it- so I'll leave it as is). There were tostoncitos on the side (fried greens plantains) and of course avocado and white rice for those with discriminating taste.
Yeeesssssssss!!! Give us a big smile you mighty queen of fritoleras, any ways, it was sorta a hastily put together thing, since we were in the rush of moving from the old house into that fabulous gypsy like state in which you carry your belongings around until you settle down for good. (Mom and dad finally got rid of their house ... the never ending closing took almost 1 month to take place).
In a house full of adults the baby was carried and cuddled around until she decided that it was no longer cool to play cute.... this is yours truly squeezing the life out of Lysanel seconds before she decided to throw a tamtrum letting us all know that she was tired. Ken-Ken on her part was completely sugar-rushed and fresh from a commercial audition, let's cross our fingers boys and girls, my niece has sworn to be the anti Lidsay Lohan.... anyways lots of more pictures to come your way
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