My sisters, My beauties

My sisters are Beautiful.  Plain and simple.  Yesterday Calle went to her first prom (I'm feeling old) and Gracie showing me her 8th grade promotion dress.   All of this made me take a look at my sisters and realize they are not babies any more.   My babies sisters are young women now, when that happened I couldn't tell you.   They grow up so fast and I'm left looking at them now as they were and as they are.  They are growing up so well and I'm so proud of them.

My Sister Grace, my little model. 

Typical.  Camille and Calle. 

Such a Beauty!

My entire world.  My family. 

Family Crazies

Once again tales from my silly and crazy normal family.

My mom last week: "I can't tell if we are very ghetto or creative.... the other day I could not find lighter fluid for the BBQ so I made my own with veggie oil and news paper... it's like 'are you out of lighter fluid? Don't Despair! You can still have that BBQ!'"  

So as this is all going on, the television was going in the background.  I look up and ask my sister what in the world we are watching... to which she replies in the most normal of tones... "Its Juan of the Dead.  Duh.  It's awesome.  It's Zombies... In Mexico." 

Ummm... okay. That's normal.  Did I mention it's all in spanish with subtitles?  Yeah. Completely Normal. 

Flash forward to 10 mins later when G looks at me and says "We have a ghost... His name is Jerry".

Yep, full family full of Normal.  

Some pictures from our trip to LACMA last weekend- Holding the boulder

Won't lie... all the art we saw reminded me of AP Art History with King Herold. 

My sister is Beautiful. 

My sisters, my crazies

I realize I forget to update this, but now that I am making Erin do a blog I think it's only right if I start updating mine.   So for that... a short story from my sisters.


Grace was writing an essay on social networking for school.   Mind you she is in 8th grade.   I get a call from my sisters last night, they are HYSTERICAL.    As they read me the essay the laughter gets worse and worse.

Grace details why social networking is not a smart idea for kids..."One reason we should get rid of social networks is... I don't know how to say this, but... Perverts."  Ummm okay?  Sure it makes sense.... but the way she phrased it.... So FUNNY.    Those kiddos are crazy.  

My sisters.... Typical.

stuff my sisters say...

So some days I worry about my families sanity.  These kids are eight kinds of crazy.  So tonight at Casa de la Awesome (awww hell yeahh) things took a turn for the WTF.

"you know that Ankle shit..." The girls were showing us their secret handshake.   Camille screams "Ankle Shit" then proceeds to kick Calle in the shins.  Calle was apparently supposed to jump and "high five" ankles with Cam.  Didn't work that well.

"By the way, that cup was dirty... it had little floaties in it.... I just drank around them" Camille yells that after she just guzzled all the juice out of it.  Okay that makes sense right?

"This hamburger is giving me a heart attack.... my life is flashing before my eyes"  Calle, as she stuffs burger back into her face.

"She has a box of herself."- About Camille's box of pictures

Yeah, that's supposed to be a self portrait of Camille.

"I remember him!!!!" - D.... "It was me... a girl"  Me looking at this picture of camille's art project in Kindergarden.  Ooops.

Camille and Calle

"Aye!  Look at this sexy mofo!" Calle about Camille in a kid swim suit.


"Let me see... is she eating cereal"  "yeah"  Apparently all I ever do is eat cereal and there are a ton of pictures of me as a kid eating cereal.

Eating Cereal... Typical