Saturday, June 28, 2008

Matisse-Mommy's Helper

It's too bad we don't have a photo to help with this visual...

Matisse:
Mommy is so proud of our new dishwasher. It's glossy white on the outside and a cool gray on the inside. I love hanging around the dishwasher when it's open because all of the great gadgets my little fingers can explore!

Anyway, mommy is going to take over...
I took out all the clean dishes from the bottom rack and was in the process of clearing out the top rack. The clean silverware, which is located on the door of the dishwasher, were patiently waiting for their turn to be placed in their "home" drawer. Matisse was standing silently next to the open door. His little fingers were touching the prongs of the lower rack, but he wasn't crazily touching and grabbing everything in sight like normal.

Sudden, I heard some leaking water. "What the HECK! We just bought this dishwasher and now it's leaking water?!?!" I could find water leaking from the top and suddenly I realized that Matisse decided to help mommy wash the silverware....

I forgot to mention that he was butt naked after swimming the blow-up pool outside. Well, the leaking sound was Matisse peeing on the clean silverware! The door sets really low to the ground-the perfect level to Matisse to take a wiz in the dishwasher!!! HAHA.

Don't worry for those of you that eat at our house...Matisse does our dishes.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Hey, hey I found a perfect seat for me... can someone bring me some nice ice tea?Pretty please?

Can you believe my silly little sister...thirty years from now she will say, "Those were the days that I could fit my little tush in a collendar."
Okay, cheese will do, but I still waiting for my tea.

Twinkle toes, twinkle toes...where is my tea?


All forget it! Cheese will have to do!





What ya doing Asaya?
















Asaya's hair speaks!

Hum... a bad morning for Asaya or a new fashion statement?


Wednesday, May 21, 2008

bubbles

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Sunday Morning

Asaya and Matisse's early Sunday morning reading. Something interesting on t.v. breaks their concentration for a minute.
Back to reading (looking at the colorful pictures)!
The snacks look so real that Asaya was tempted to eat the goodies! Matisse just observes little Asaya and her silly antics.
Then of course, he tries his own taste testing!!

Not as tasty as it looks.

Yeah, I agree!
Enough reading...Let's dance!









Monday, April 14, 2008

Our Little Buddy

Snoopy stayed with us for 10 days while his family was visiting Spain. We loved having a couch that was just our size, an automatic vacuum cleaner w/ mop included and a little buddy that let us hang around him like two little monkeys without biting us back.


Sunday, April 13, 2008

Wii

This video was shot in january '08 ...


Thursday, April 10, 2008

Texas Twins

These pictures were taken in January, which shows you how far behind mami and papi are with updating the blog. This day Lito was in town and Matisse and Asaya were playing dress-up with his boots and hat.




Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Little Helpers

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Friday, March 07, 2008

Sharing the memories

We shot this video last night. Asaya and Matisse are growing so fast... just wanted to share this moment with our family and friends.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Single Trouble...Double Trouble

Matisse: Thanks Machan for the comfortable seating, but at the next commercial break let's do a check-up.
Matisse: Okay let's see...you don't have any extra skin to pinch around your waist like mommy does. Looks good.
Matisse: Now let's talk about this hair.
Now Asaya is here for double trouble!

Machan: Well what else am I suppose to do with these little gremlins!






Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Reminiscing

Matisse crawled into this laundry basket with his osito and stayed in there for a long time. I concluded that he was reminiscing his time with Asaya (the osito) in mommy's belly.














Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Asaya's New Adventure

Picture of Asaya's reaction to getting out of her little pickle.
Not a happy camper. See below for her little adventure...




As you can see Asaya got herself in another pickle. She pulled herself onto her walker, however, was unable to align her body properly and got her head stuck in the bucket seat!


Sunday, January 20, 2008

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Since when are car seats considered furniture?

Asaya: Oh I love this. I feel like I'm in the car because I'm sitting in my awesome car seat, but I'm really in the house because my car seat is not in the car, but in the living room. I could sit here all day and think about cool baby stuff, watch the Spanish baby channel, take swigs of my milk, and I can even sit crooked if I want. And if I really want to be a rebel, I can sit here without my seatbelt straps and in my nappy!!! Whoo! This is great...
Asaya: ...Oh mommy, what do you think? Can we keep our car seats as furniture for the house? You see we can lounge around in them and the brown even matches the carpet!

Matisse: What's going on here? Mommy why are you sitting in my car seat?

Asaya: .........
Matisse: Those girls are driving me crazy!!! I can't listen to them anymore! I just don't understand why they can't leave the car seats in the place they belong...the car!! If they ask me (which they probably won't), I prefer the more modern purple Bumbo as lounge seating.


The Forbidden Zone

One little hand and a set of twinkle toes begin this little story.
It's Asaya. What do you think is going on here?

One little hand and a set of twinkle toes.
And now a teary eyed Asaya behind the forbidden gate?


One little hand and a set of twinkle toes.
A teary eyed Asaya behind the forbidden gate.
Little hand number two is stuck behind her back with nowhere to go.


"Mommy, can you please help me? I got myself into a pickle."



Poor little Asaya. She got herself stuck between the wall and the gate trying to squeeze her way towards the forbidden zone...the fireplace. She wasn't yelling or screaming her head off. It was more like a puppy dog whimper and those sad, sad eyes! She's got skill...those poor boys don't have a chance.


"I know! I know! I learned my lesson. Just get me outta here," whimpered Asaya