Oh Ipolito...

Seriously...Ipolito...what am I going to do with you?! You are so ornery and strong willed. You are also sweet and lovable.  You love to help me and you LOVE to talk! Really love to talk. Sometimes I just don't know what to do with you. You always ask so many questions and are a very bright, intelligent child.

We often clash. You are testing your limits these days and I admit I now know the true meaning of the words, "It hurts me more than you." I really do. Really. Believe me.

You love to sleep with me and I generally let you (if Papi is working)...if you are good that is. If you don't mind...that is the first thing to go.

You really don't like to do many things such as pick up your toys, eat all of your food, put up your shoes, etc. Who does?!

You love to reason with us and usually we get to tickled to hear what comes out of your mouth.

Yesterday; however, it was quiet. Too quiet. I was sitting at the computer as I am now trying to get a head start on my work for today. You and your Papi were playing the Wii and Miso was playing on the floor. All of a sudden I noticed it was quiet. I turned around and I saw Papi playing the Wii and you on the floor staring up at the TV and playing with your brother, or so I thought. You actually had your BIG TOE in Miso's mouth. What was he doing?! Misael was SUCKING on your toe! As happy as can be! I cannot believe it still. I screamed so loud all three of you jumped! Grrr....

What am I going to do with you young man?!

I love ya, but whew...sometimes you are a hand full!

Love ya,
Mama

Lately

Lately life has been happening. I really have no extra time. No extra time to work out. No extra time for me (which is fine). No extra time to blog. 

I always think of things I want to put on here but I just don't have time.

I need to make time. Seriously.

I need to do this frequently because so much happens.

Lately, we have been living. Here are some bullet points on  the Flores family:

• Misael is currently in week 5 of his helmet. They this next week is our last. Hmmm. I have mixed emotions about this. Are we ready? Notice I said we...which should really be me. Am I ready? The therapist said yesterday she'd like to see him have a little more growth here and there. Then she took his helmet off and said it would be the last adjustment since we are at the rivets (nothing else to shave after yesterday). So, I told her once the images are done and they think we need it longer that'd we be willing to get another one to insure he got what he needed. So we find out Thursday after our images if he is done or needs another. They say he probably won't. I am keeping my fingers crossed. Funny how I had mixed emotions about getting one and now I am having them about finishing.
• Misael is eating two meals per day. In the morning we give him cereal and a fruit and at night a vegetable. He is definitely a tubby. He loves his food.
• Ipolito has started indoor soccer. He looks so cute in his little shin guards and long socks. I am not fond of his coach. You see, his t-ball coach spoiled us. He was good. Really good. He was great with the kids and he could coach well. I am trying to keep an open mind. I told Jose today I am going to coach soccer next and I know next to nothing about it!! 
• We need a new roof and a new bathroom remodel. Ouch. The roof has been coming and since the last hail storm it is needed. A couple of weeks ago on my way home Jose told me that a "couple of tiles fell off" while he was cleaning. Well, when I got home there was a 4 x4 square missing. More than a couple...just a little. He fixed it for the time being but we need everything re-done...plus wood behind it. 
• Ipolito loves this darn computer. That's another reason I don't have time to blog. He is on it frequently playing games, watching movies, etc.

Well, this is all for now. Papi's birthday and Father's Day is on the horizon.  Oh...here are some pictures of our happenings lately!

Where do I fit?!

Handsome Fellas

Proof he is part Beserra...we all stick our tongues out.

Squash was yummy!

Mama

Ipolito part Dos

Here are some things I posted to Facebook regarding Ipolito that I do not want to forget....EVER!

• Mama...you have two husbands right?! 
  Uh no...I just have one. 
  Well, Papi is your husband and so am I. 
  No Papi is my only husband. 
  Well...what am I? 
  You are my son. 
  Oh...that's right Mama I am your son....but can I be your husband too? I want to marry you when I get bigger. 
  No sweetheart. One day you will marry a very special girl, God willing. 
  Oh..ok Mama....but I sure love you....you pretty!
  Thank you I love you too!
  Can I have some cheese?
  
  This made me tear up! Gosh...I sure am blessed!!

• This may be the best Ipolito story yet! I was picking up the baby from his crib this morning when Ipolito said,
  
  I: "Wow, Mama you got big crests!"
  M: "What?! (somewhat distractedly)"
  I: "Your crests are so big when you pick up little bro from his crib you always turn on his fishy tank with your crests!"
  M: "Hmm...Oh my goodness! You mean my breasts?!"
  I: "Oh! Silly me, I made a mistake. I mean your breasts!"
  M: "Oh. Ok. So do you want to watch Ninja Turtles?"
  
  The things this child says!

My ninja turtle

• Well....it finally happened. Jose and I were cooking dinner catching up on the past few days (we don't see each other after Tuesday night-only talk on the phone briefly) and the boys were in the family room playing. All of a sudden we hear a high pitched screech then crying, followed by crying from someone else. We went to see what had happened and Misael had taken a bite out of crime...er...Ipolito! We told Ipolito well, why did you let him put your hand in his mouth? His response: "I wasn't paying attention!" I guess he will learn! Poor Misael had gotten so scared when Ipolito screeched! So it begins.....

• And a Miso story: We were getting ready for bath time & I had left his room for 10 seconds when I heard, "Oh my goodness" from Jose. Followed by, "come here babe!" I guess he spit up his peas or sneezed them out! He was smiling! He didn't seem too bothered but there was a big mess to clean up! 

Mr. Peas

As you can see my Ipolito is such a sweet, intelligent, inquisitive little turkey!

I love him!

Mama

Ipolito

So some have asked if I have forgotten about Ipolito or what happened to him since I seem to always post pictures of Misael. Seriously?! WTF?! Do people honestly think I "forgot" about him or that something happened to him?! It pisses me off so much! I want to say seriously?! I shake my head in amazement. Pure amazement and I keep my mouth closed. So far anyways.

So....

No, I haven't forgotten about him. No, nothing has happened to him. He is fine. He is alive. He is very much loved and NOT forgotten.

Misael is new to the world.

For the past 4+ years it has been all about Ipolito. Now it is all about both of them. Now I post pictures of the baby more because he is new, because I like to compare the two, and because I want to. I still take quite a bit of pictures of Ipolito. I still love him. He definitely keeps me on my toes.

He talks all of the time. He asks so many questions.

At first when Misael was born I felt very bad. I felt like I deserted him. I felt like a bad mother because at the time Misael was getting all of our time since he was in the hospital. I cried and cried and cried some more. I felt guilty. To date Ipolito was all I had. He was my world. I felt like I failed him by bringing Misael into the world. I felt like a horrible mother for not being there on Christmas with him. Yes he was surrounded by family. Yes he was able to open presents on Christmas. Yes we were able to share that through face time (thank you Apple). Yes he spent time with us on Christmas. Yes he probably won't remember any of this. This all passed (thanks pregnancy/postpartum hormones).

I guess that is why it pisses me off so much when someone says something like above. You see, my children are my world. Along with Jose, they are my everything! I used to think how on earth will I love them equally?! But I do. I love them so much.

I take pictures of them so often. BOTH of them. They each get my time. Yes, Misael gets a little more because he needs a little more right now. But there is special time carved out of my life for both of them.

So...yes Ipolito is still here. So is Misael. They are my life.