Ma Familia
Since I am going my husband and son are the main focus of this blog. I figured I should tell you a bit about them.
Milhouse
The geekiest boy I have ever met. He loves the Simpsons but he is more of a Milhouse than a Bart. Every Monday night he makes me a Prison Break widow, and can spend hours with his nose pressed against the glass at the Ferrarri dealership. Hates reading as much as he hates exercise, but would jump out of a plane for a pizza.
My heart for almost 7 years. We dated for about 4 years, were engaged for a year and now we’ve been married for just over two years. I was in a very bad place when I met him and he helped pull me back up onto my feet. He showed me just how totally awesome I am, and made me feel that I was capable of doing just about anything. He’s been there through my lowest lows and my highest highs. I love him totally and completely and couldn’t ask for anything more.
Destructo
A.k.a. Madness, a.k.a. fattyman, a.k.a., the barky, a.k.a. the best thing that has ever happened to me. Destructo is my son. He got that nickname when he discovered that he could climb up the bookcase. Since he learned to walk, he has been an unstoppable force with endless energy. To say he keeps me busy is an understatment.
He is my life. From the moment he was born he had me wrapped around his little finger. I don’t remember what my life was like before him. He brings a happiness into my life that I have never experienced before. I look forward to every new day because I like to explore the world through his eyes.
I hope that he never experiences heartbreak, losing the big game or losing a pet. I hope that his life is filled with happiness always. I love him more than words could ever express.
Stinky
Stinky binky bum bum head, is my niece. She’s a six going on 25. Loves all things pink, and girlie. She’s a Disney princess – aholic, who could watch Scooby Doo for hours. Loves ‘In the night garden’ and will probably be Iggle Piggle for Halloween.
She’s my first baby and I love her like she was my own. I would not think twice about giving her whatever she asks for. I hope everyday that her life is filled with happiness and wonder. I never want her to experience sadness. I hope she never gets her heart broken. And the night she goes on her first date, I fully intend to wait up and grill her when she gets home.
Beanz
Stinky’s mommy and my sister (or at least that is what my parents would have be believe). I believe that she was hatched from a coconut tree, you figure that one out. She is the overlord of all things lalala and blah blah blah.
A born skeptic, critic and loudmouth. She loves all things pink (it is a genetic trait that she and Stinky share), shows about teenage angst and those ridiculously slow R & B songs about love and heartbreak. She is a very ungirlie girlie girl, who can drive like a boy and swear like a truck driver. She’s the rational ying to my irrational yang. Without her I would have no proof that life on other planets really exists. She is not only living proof that aliens have visited earth, she is proof that their queen stayed behind to procreate and to test my patience.