Happy Birthday Jesus .......and Iris Dominica!

Meet my little fairy child, born on the 24th of December (poor thing!) one month early, weighing 2.500 kilos and shrieking like her mommy when shes angry!
Some say she looks like daddy, but the majority vote is shes mommys image in miniature. She has my eyebrowless german scowl, and shifty wisdom of the sages face, and Daddy laughs so much when she makes faces and throws fits that sound and look just like mommy's.
Everyone cant help but comment on how pretty she is for a newborn. And of course proud Mommy and Daddy have to concede that she is in every sense perfect! We're so very thankfull that she came out so healthy, and strong and breathing right even though, she was born a whole month early. Derek and Justin mustve been taking care of their little sister.

Feliz Cumple Fran!

Fran, este post es para acordarle a todo el mundo en esta fecha tan especial y tan occupada de tu cumpleaños.
Thank you for the times of fun, of hanging out of laughing till we feel like we're gonna die. Thank you for listening and for talking, for grimaces and faces and unconcievable terms and words that just fit and dont make sense all at once, for music and for singing, for harmonies and nifty vocal arrangements that are so classical and old school theyre corny, for cards and notes all covered in nifty grafitti-like decorations, for german accents and personifications, for nuggets, german piglets, mostards, dislocating elbows with grace, for cheese faces, and chresendos and diminuendos, for praisetime songs with tatoo lyrics, and fainting sessions with the secta............I know all this wont make sense to anyone but you so Ill just leave it at that, but i just wanna wish you a super happy birthday and hope you know youll always be my Franchuelo_love.

here are some recent pics I took with Aggie and Bia

Iris

And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am


Goo Goo Dolls

26th of Nov, Happy 1st b'day!

Ok I know im almost a month late for this but well couldnt just let it pass....



Its come around, that time of year
that just a year since now
I thought would be so diffrently
than how it all turned out

I thought today, Id make you a cake
and light a candle on it
then both of you would blow it out
and lick the icing off it

I thought today we'd celebrate
with family and friends and nephews
I went to see you and found instead
that children slept around you

I thought Id give you gifts today
of books and toys brand new
instead I brought you flowers cause
they made me think of you

I thought Id tuck you in a crib
and wish you happy dreams
instead I lay you in a bed
of earth and sky and trees. Mawiee

Ok I have to start this by confessing that, since the twins were gone Ive gone through a strange hormonal disballance of motherly urge to adopt everything and everyone around that need mothering. Jeej!! (well now come to think about it, even at the XD I did adopt a japanese orfan named Koji........WE LOVE YOU KOJI!!!........ but that was while i was still pg.......this multicolored adopting seems to be in style among celebrities....heehee!)
Anyway that's beside the point right now. I was saying, about my hormonall disballance, that I took to adopting children of all sorts of shapes and sizes in order to try to fill that empty feeling ....starting with and entire group of seven polish children (alias: the samagirls, or samakids) followed by the Smakerell (alias: Fredrich, Pooch of love and affection, Chiquinini, Nuni, Shnitzell, and Arianne......she has many names and descriptions....) and a very large, black, brasilian, baby orfan.
Theres nothing that is so irresistable to a craving, hormonally'disballanced, mother robbed of her young, than someone that needs her mothering.
It wasnt always like this, at the beggining I have to admit we couldnt stand each other's guts. He thought I was mental, and I avoided him......he got so on my nerves.........
Then something happened, some breaking point in which I realised that what everybody needs is love and that love and patience are the key to every heart.
Anyway, during the whole time he was here i have to say I sort of took it upon myself to look out for him while he was here. When he leaves Ill miss him for sure.....its always hard when the babies fly away from the nest.
Ill miss just sitting and listening to him for hours on end, and listening some more, as he pours out his troubles and woes
Ill miss petting and kissing his bald head when hes frustrated and theres really nothing to say that will make him feel better
Ill miss putting him to sleep when he feels lonely
Ill even miss him when he was angry and sensitive over some corny harmless joke and is bawling me out over my teasing him and I have to just stay put to avoid further wrath (a soft answer turneth away wrath)
Ill miss him taking a turn to take care of me and putting me to sleep when I was alone and staying with me when i had nightmares
Ill miss listening to Bells of Michael Piano and the whole album over and over and over with him
Ill miss him bringing me special fruit from the market
Ill miss him getting overprotective and maybe a little possesive over his big mama.
Ill miss him being obnoxious and doing annoying things when he feels like he has to get my attention
Most of all Ill miss him needing me when The Lord takes him to whatever destination he has for him and gives him that long promised perfect wifey and family and promised land....but Ill be soooooooooo happy for him and Ill be praying for him till it happens................. AND after (knowing him, he might need more prayer then than now, heehee!!)

I love you Thiago, and like it or not, even when youre gone and forgotten me Ull still be by big black adopted baby.

Daria's Birthday!

The other day Daria turned eight years old and we decided to throw an extra special birthday party for her. We picked a topic..............Fairyland!!! Its original!!!! (note from Katya, who always dreads and avoids having to wear dresses or skirts or makeup or anything girlie:"It's not original! It's Marie Claireish!" Nevertheless, Fairyland it was, and so, with half the home gone on a faithtrip and almost no money, we set about trying to improvise and use our creativity to make it special.
The day before the party was spent with the girls making decorations that would give our house the fairy ambience. So I put them to work cutting out paper flowers and butterflies while I strained myself to make fairy wings for them all out of colored paper and glitter.
I had to constantly stress to them how important it was for them not to compare, but i must say I had some trouble with the birthday girl who changed her mind a few times about the type of wings she wanted, fretting that the purple wings she had picked, would not match with the dress she was planning on wearing s they would have to be pink. Thankfully, blessed Bia, accustomed by now to younger sisters, was willing to change wings in order to please the precious little birthday sister. Bless her! She helped me so much!
So then the other dillema was birthday cake. With hardly any money in the house for expensive or trendy ingredients we were at conflict what to do. Well, I thought after the usual chocolate recipe with almost no icing was suggested. How about we make the "pineapple upside-down cake"?............with apples. (available recipe in the Activity Book, if u have one.........we did not. And so I called up my mom and had her read the recipe in her german, step-by-step way to me. (Note: this was my second favorite cake with peaches and whipped cream and dulce de leche of course that my mom would make for my birthday before she discovered the traditional chocolate mayonaise cake..........also available in Activity Book. Dont miss it!)
So, we scrounged up some pesos to buy a little whipped cream, and butter and a few other ingredients (it wouldve been nice to have dulce de leche and canned peaches but oh well!). And we made the cake!
It took a few fear-instilling, thought-provoking signs that reffered to my unpleasant "german wrath" to keep the cake from being entirely mutilated overnight by hungry stalkers.
The next morning was spent prepping up the girls with their wings and clothes and makeup and hairdos, and flower crown (once again it was hard to keep them from comparing over the flowers i used for each one! Sigh!)
They had a wonderfull time with the visiting children, and had a fun lunch at the nearby MacDonals (bless you Vera for provisioning it!) .
Anyway, thought Id share some of the pics of this occasion! So purty my little fairies!!!!

I miss you!

Sigh! Some of you might think you have yourself all together, but I know that there are others who come in halves like me. And when your other half is away, you know the feeling I know of feeling completely lost and perplexed with yourself. One tries so hard to distract herself and nothing really works completely. Half of you is missing and you just simply will not rest till hes resting beside you again....I kinda know that feeling now again................I miss you baby!

Life is one big Cristmas present!

This morning there was hope again in my heart, like there has been for so many mornings... To look at my reflection in the mirror and smile with secret knowing.
Like a little child, I love secrets and hate to wait for them all at once. When anticipation is in the air, I can shiver with every conscious breath. Fleeting thoughts will make me break into a smile, and laugh aloud in oblivion. It seems God loves to hide things to make life a mystery. To help us treasure every new discovery, every new lesson. He hides treasure in the deepest caves, pearls inside oysters deep down in the sea..........butterflies inside dull cocoons.
Waiting is eternal, but every second of eternity is pleasure. I hold my breath till its over and yet I sigh with such complete satisfaction. Life is emotion, and one big Christmas present! I feel like I can't wait to open it up, and yet wait I shall, and every moment of waiting sends tingles down my spine. I love secrets. Someday I hope to surprise you....

Home dinner!!

Okay, this was for a special home dinner we had yesterday. Agu and my wife Gloria, treated us all to pizza while Agu, strictly restrained himself from indulging in the pleasures of sin for a season.....(hes on this nifty diet, no carbs alcohol or sugars for a month and then some)...........he was extremely cross at that acount and unbearable to everyone...Can you imagine???? NO pizza and alcohol??? Only this sick coliflour and tomatoes.
Ouch! It hurts to be beautifull!
Anyway, in the pics u can see Thiago harrases women and children alike............Aggie (my Jett) and Daria pose like ladies, Agu enjoys his sumptuos meal...MMmmmmm...
Agustina, Gloricetta (alias my wife), and me (las muchachas de torcuato!
The samakids.
AY! And the Poochofloveandaffection!!!! tugging on Daddys legs for him to pick her up while he poses for a group pic! Delicious rolls of fatness folding over her socks!
Such a beautifull family!
left to right: Daria, Aggie, Bia, toddler Nadia, Mommy Vera
under Vera: Katya, Cookie-boy, Daddy Dan, and Olenka................

A tasty smackerel!

Ok had to share these scandalous pictures of my tasty smackerel, rolling in a bed of cheese and sauce.

Hence on the left the senior, more experienced spoon-eater scowls with cold, desinterest and comtempt at the clumsy, though thrilling, first efforts of this first-timer, who blissfully unaware, helps herself to a tasty lunch of noodles and cheese-and-tomato-sauce.....enjoying every sensation (it looks good, smells good, tastes good and feels good too!!!)

Anyway, I dont know if any of you readers remember having watched a film during your childhood about a brave little pig named Babe....
well, if you were unfortunate enough to watch the traumatic part two of the movie, you might remember a certain, crazy, fat, face full of ice cream, clown, that lives with his cookoo sister. Somehow he was brought to my memory when I saw my smackerel painted like a clown with sauce

Perspective

Used to think that I was meant to make you happen
Who'd have thught Id be the one
to need you so, when you were made to need me
Didn't think that you could cloud my sun

While you're waking up in other worlds
I'm down here watching babies die
You're seeing angels treading Heaven's gardens
I'm watching flowers whither up and dry

Who'd have thought one sound could ring out hope
the way that weakest cry of yours pled
Who'd have dreamt one look could picture love
the way your gentle eyes did

Sweetest smell of babies' breath, encharming
rumored to be sweet
Dream of song and warmth on mother's bossom
while I dream of craddling your feet

Open up your eyes and wake in Heaven
Just promise me you'll always be my own
Memories of bitter sweetness aching
Die my child to once again be born......
Mawiee

Forget me not

Angels, forget me not when
Heaven's mercy wipes away past memories of pain

Remember mother's lullabies
though ethereal choirs may taint with awe the skies

And angels' touch may sooth your heart with bliss
still don't forget the love in mother's kiss

Though God Himself may gather you up anew
remember yet the womb which carried you

When Heaven's love enshrouds your mind and thoughts
then Angels sweet forget me not.

Lady of the Snow

Ok this is my latest creation, I coloured it today a little. It's called Lady of the Snow....this guy here named it actually, after some song or something. I never heard it but I figured the name fit perfect.

The Dreamcatcher

Theres a silken something, strung across the bamboo
that Ive found with the dawn's first light
As frail as a life hanging heavy with dew
like a string of choice pearls sparkling bright.

A master weaver's work of art, and yet so miniscule
a dreamcatcher of silver thread, spun when the darkness rules
And as the morning yawns a smile, and dreams condense onto
this dreamcatcher, encharmed silk web, like diamonds made of dew

These dreams by mortal creatures spun, under the cover of sleep
some made of fancy or sheer delight, some fears or mystery
some stray daydream, upon the wing of some lose butterfly
might find itself umong its strings as it was wandering by

Until the nymphs with amber hair, and rainbow wings descend
this silken stair adorned with dreams spun by the daughters of men
These afrodiasics ride the wind, and pluck the lazy dreams
and carry away illusions to, some secret place, it seems

Yet some have said that when a nymph, forgets a drop of dew
that stray pearl lost, or left behind, becomes a dream come true...

Here is my humble representation of Gods Holy Spirit.




















Okay, check out my elvish creation! The idea is to portray this small band of wandering minstrils, having their breakfast while enchanting the morning forest air with their tunes. Notice the different mixtures of culture in their style and apparel. I like the idea of mixing the mate in there to give it a little traditional Argentine touch.

cute and funny pics

Eeeeeeeeew! So cute ma girls!!!

Here they are, all cuddled in my bed listening to a audio book of the Chronicles of Narnia. Poor things! I love scaring them suddenly in the middle of a tense part. Hahahahahahhaahhahahahah! Theyre so cute and jumpy!!




Next bellow is agu ma looove! Ma best daddy figure in the whole world! The glasses and buckteeth is him too by the way, at a dressup party! Pretty horrid no? LOL!




Then bellow is my baby group! Nadia and Arrianna....better known by me as my son Fredrich, Hitler, Olson piglet and a various assortment of suitable names depending on the occasion! LOL!
Nadia is very crafty in her vengefull moves on Arriana. Kindly sidling over to her as she leans on the couch or furniture...then looking around carefully first begins petting her chubby hand and daintily stroking it then all at once a discreet but violent pinch or push leaves Arianna in tears. LOL! What a crafty jealous child. Arianna on the other hand is alot more clumsy, and doesnt seem to realise yet alot of things. If shes angry shell pull hair or with brutal force slap away, but in general and excepting when her daddy is around she is quite accepting of the blonde. LOL! Its funny though when we tell Nadia to give love to the baby, shes happy and lovingly complies as long as she gets a thourough applause after. Poor Arianna on the other hand tries to respond but in her own brute way only succedes in slapping the poor sensitive Blonde!
Here they are now: Arriana as Adolf Hitler and Nadia as a little french drunk! LOL! I love these babies!