Sponge Bob Film Festival

Need I say more??

Goal!

Josh's team won another soccer game today, 8-6. We really enjoy watching him play! After his game, he came home, got changed, and went out the soccer field Luis made him here at home and played some more. I guess soccer is in his blood!

Happy Birthday Abuelita!

Today is Grandma Carmen's 66th birthday, so the boys wanted to make her very special cards. Jonathan's favorite part was the glue! We are going to surprise her this afternoon. Jonathan decided he needed more glue on his card, and when I left the room for a moment, he turned his card into the Nile River. So, I relived the past through my children, spread the excess glue on their hands and let it dry. Then they had a blast peeling off their "skin". Funny how simple things can bring such pleasure!! Not so funny how a three year old can get into so much trouble in 30 seconds flat!

Jingle Bells

I just had one of those Christmas feelings...you know..the kind you usually get when it's November, and snow is in the air, and you are shopping in the mall with "I'm dreaming of a white Christmas" playing over the sound system?? Too bad it's only September...and the only thing in the air down here is humidity and gnats!

Multiplying like....chickens???

We are the not-so-proud "owners" of five chickens. When Luis's family was down in Mexico, a hen and a rooster took up residence in our yard. After a whirlwind honeymoon, eight tiny chicks emerged about a month later. Well, due to unfortunate circumstances beyond our control (no, it wasn't Jonathan this time!), the rooster was brutally attacked (and we believe eaten whole, with only a few feathers remaining as evidence!) by one of the bully gang dogs that roam free in this neck of the woods. Then we noticed, one by one, that the chicks were disappearing, until there were only four remaining. (I guess there is some truth to the "survival of the fittest" theory). The other night, Luis left the screen porch door open, and in the morning I was met by four pairs of beady eyes, staring me down as I was going out the door. Apparently I startled them, as they did me, and we all let out a holler! Then, being chickens, they panicked when they couldn't remember how they got in. I had four frantic fowl flying into my screened windows, wishing they were small enough to fit through the tiny holes. Exhausted, (and emotionally drained, I'm sure), they finally found the open door and flew out, without looking back! Well, we hadn't seen their mother in quite some time, and feared that she was the latest victim...and then, yesterday morning, when Luis and I were sitting down to breakfast, we noticed the long lost hen digging in the dirt. Behind her were ten fluffy, newly hatched chicks. Apparently, they have, by way of squatters rights, decided that this is where they will live. I don't know what is their means of sustenance, as we don't feed them. I have a sneaky suspicion they are jumping Uncle David's fence for their morning corn meal, and then returning back to their newly claimed territory, our yard. I guess it's possible that they are surviving purely from the ants that have overtaken our otherwise beautiful green lawn. Either way, it looks like they are here to stay....I know I should be thrilled...organic eggs, chicken, AND our own ant control all wrapped up into one...I'll let you know when the thrill kicks in...don't hold your breath.