It was, to say the least, a long night. The tornado warnings were close enough to keep us up, but far enough that we were safe last night. Friends and family called and e-mailed us today. They know we still have some post-traumatic episodes from the hit in 1998, which demolished much of our then-neighborhood and damaged our home. If I never have to hear the sound of a tarp flapping against a roof top, I will be very happy.
Now then, meet my little friend, El Gordito Mas Fabulous in the Whole World. His mother, a generous and delightful woman, was kind enough to let me dress him up and torture him for a few minutes.
"Can I have my maraca back?"
"I mean, seriously lady, give me back my maraca.''
"One day, I am going to blow out my diaper all over this woman."
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4 comments:
Oh my goodness, look at those beautiful eyes!!! hehehe...what a cutie!
Hey, were you in Miami during Andrew? What part of town did you live in?
I was here already, but my mother lives in North Miami, near Dolphin stadium...and even her area was hit hard...I can't imagine what it was like further south.
Hi... Una Cubana viviendo en Atlanta, me alegro haber encontrado algiuen un poco mas cerca que Miami or Washington, donde'sta mi familia.
Fortunately the damage spared you and yours!!
Glad to find your blog.
I'm glad you and yours were safe.
What a cute little guy!
the little one is adorable. The onsie is cute!
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