
Wow, it's been over a month since I've written here. This has been a crazy month. Life just took me on another tailspin but I think i'm okay now.... or not.... but either way, I've got a kid and husband to keep me pressing on. I feel like I have a good understanding of my life, then something happens, and then everything starts to bubble over out of my comfort zone. Thanks to the people in my life, the clean up is not hard. My sister sent me flowers the other day. I broke into tears as I read the card, but then laughed at the end cause the signature read "Love, Ganzulu". It was suppose to say "Gan-zuzu", which is Isagani's nickname. I guess the florist took it upon herself to correct what she thought was a typo. It's these episodes of comic relief that let me know that things will always be okay.
I'm so thankful to have such a healthy, and crazy daughter. Everything about her trips me out. She has her papa's dare devil nature. Let me give you examples:
-She can hop on a swing (the regular swing) and start pumping her legs so that she swings high all by herself. It scares me to watch her cause she looks like she can fly off any second.
-She will stand on her papa's back when he lies down on his stomach. Then he'll move around all crazy and she's litterally surfing on his back. Then when she falls off, she cracks up and says "Again!"
-Her teacher at preschool has to watch her go down the slide cause she tried to slide down while lying down on her back...... head first.
Then there are things about her that puzzle me:
-Her voice sounds like an old lady who's been smoking for about 50 years.
-She first learned to shake her booty at 8 months old.
-She eats lemoncito's by the wedge.
She surley makes my life interesting. At this very moment she is pulling my hand to put on Wiggles for her...again.... I love this kid......

