Wednesday, September 28, 2016


We decided to paint the backs of our built in bookcases. And all the Vassariños wanted to help. Never one to discourage their willingness to pitch in, I outlined a box for each to paint. Pretty soon, we can really get things done around here!

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

birthday fun

I'm a little late to posting about the twins' birthday celebrationS!

The family morning celebration on their actual birthday was going to be my first day at my new job, so we decided to celebrate the morning before. Which, was also fun because the cousins were staying over for a sleepover, so it turned into a party. 

Tía Sonja helped me make their fun cakes. S knew exactly what she wanted, a mermaid cake with candy rocks. R had no idea what he wanted, so I got to pick for him. Which was probably good, because I initially looked for Star Wars ideas and they all looked like things that I wouldn't have pulled off very well. 

Monday, September 26, 2016

little art teacher

S loves art. Anything creative is her favorite thing to do. She can color for hours. And even got left in the house once because we thought she had left with the others but was sitting by herself coloring in the play room. 

She also loves teaching others how to do things. So, it's no surprise that she came up with this lesson, but it still was impressive to me!

How to draw a star. Those little brains never cease to amaze me. Of course, as their mom, it's my job to be impressed. 

Monday, August 29, 2016

Friday, August 5, 2016


Happy 3rd birthday, O!

The joy that emanates from O's smile melts my heart and brings joy to everyone around him. What a joy it is to celebrate this happy boy!

Wednesday, August 3, 2016


I have had the joy of teaching the twins' VBS class. I know I won't be able to do it every year, so I'm making the most of my time off. 

Of course, I particularly enjoy watching them sing and dance like the semi-coordinated 4-yr olds that they are.  I sort of chuckled to myself as S was all out of sorts from everyone. As the group followed the leaders on stage and moved left, S bumped into everyone as she moved right. And on. She always seemed to be a little behind. And when all the kids lifted their right hands to mirror the leaders, S lifted her left. I was super proud of her effort, though. 

Today, I got to sit near her during the song and dance time. We had just finished another song, following the leaders on stage and she was awkwardly out of sync, when she came over to me and said: 

S: "You think you're doing what they're doing, but you're not. When they lift this hand and you lift that hand, you should be lifting this hand."  
Me: you're right, but I'm mirroring them. 
S: [blank look...probably trying to understand what that means or why in the world we would mirror instead of actually doing what they do.]

No lie, I'm a little impressed that she figured out mirroring isn't copying. No lie, I'm also a little nervous about what this means about her future that she doesn't just do what everyone else is doing and enjoy it. Hopefully we can channel that energy for good. 

Saturday, July 30, 2016

bedtime stories

In the ongoing attempt to find the magic routine that causes our children to quietly drift off to sweet slumber (hhhahahahaaahahahahahahaaa!!!!!), we started turning out the lights after reading stories and making up stories with the kids while they are lying in their beds. 

I have a couple of memories I hope I'll keep in my memory bank forever. One evening, the twins knew we were short on time. So, I think it was S, asked D to tell a super short story. Then she said, once upon a time...the end. And started cracking up. And so did R. And so did we. Perhaps her first joke!  We loved it. 

The other bedtime story experience I hope to always remember is that once D finishes, O also wants to tell a story. So he does. He is very imaginative. His stories are never similar to ours, which I would have thought would be the tendency. They're just spontaneous and random. They don't always have a beginning, middle and end. They're just his. And he doesn't hesitate or get stick and say he can't or have expectations and he doesn't care if they meet our expectations. He just shares. And I love that he shares his imagination with us.