She's My New Favorite Past Time

Visit from the Little Glow Worm

He is too cute for words. In our family, when you're born, you are donned with several nicknames. He has the biggest beautiful eyes and the plumpest cheeks. And when in his sleeper and night cap is a little glow worm.

It's bee one week since we baptized the little bulldog pup. What a special day and we were so grateful to share it with family.

I feel extra close to Dominic, since I was a proxy for Madeline and also because he is wearing my Baptismal gown ; ) (it's all I could find and Tricia forgot hers)

Proud Daddy and Big Brother John.

Even cousin Margaret came....walking and all.

Highlights of the weekend included:

Hearing every one's engagement stories...thanks Patrick!

Post Baptism musical entertainment by the Simpson brothers...impressive.


Three State Champion Wrestlers in the house- so there was a lot of wrestling...
Some really good stories...

More wrestling...

And Playtime with Baby Juan, who didn't take off his rosary the entire weekend. :)

On Hearts...

Our Valentine:

Ou

Leaving today to attend my Papaw's funeral. He had one of the biggest hearts I know, he wasn't afraid to sacrifice anything - living for God and his family - always serving. I hope my heart may be as big as his some day.

Wall Art

Oh yes. The amazing work of two small children with two black sharpie markers. They were "playing quietly" while I was on the other side of the house cleaning our sun room (which had become a storage closet). I came in to find this....

Well, I calmly and furiously (is that possible?) yelled and asked what possessed them to write on the wall...with SHARPIE markers of all things.

I recieved back looks of shock, as they wondered what possessed me to get so angry? Apparantly, drawing on paper or the wall is easily interchangable.

I knew they didn't really think much about it as Nicholas kindly showed me "a river with fish in it."

I figured coloring on the bathtub and tile walls with bath crayons broke down some natural barriors of what constitutes a suitable place for coloring. Of course, they would find sharpies instead of using the 346 washable markers we have laying around everywhere.

He promised he wouldn't do it again, or do it in the basement either.

"The basement?" I asked in bewilderment. A slight brush of panic....heading to the basement....

My gosh, it looked like the work of 20 people!! Was I really cleaning that long? Not shown is a rocking chair, lamp shade, and various other items wonderfully adorned in creative expression.

Luckily it comes off woodwork with hairspray.

The walls will be repainted...so glad we have ample amounts of spare time to do that.

Oh the happy joys of parenting.

Christmas and the gifts received this year have been sitting with me for quite some time. I think back on my time spent with my family and realize my heart is still full from their genuine kindness and the time we spent together. I've written of a few...a small snapshot of a much larger home visit.


The Gifts

Gift 1:Siblings
The first and foremost thing that comes to mind is the gift of my siblings. Honestly, nothing in life has proven to be more lasting and loving, or made me as deeply happy (besides Andrew ;) than my siblings. I tell my parents, now, more than ever, that it was truly the best life-gift they could have ever given us.

Gift 2: Peter...victim of Grace's design techniques...he gives his best efforts at being a good uncle. He also has masterfully taken his seat on "The Board of Zuniga Tradition Keeping", keeping everyone dutifully informed at what ceremonies should take place and when.

Gift 3: Godparents, they made Christiana feel so special.

Gift 4: Uncle Paul, spends most of his time entertaining the kids and is their favorite.

Gift 5:Cookie Decorating Contest.

Gift 6:Creativity and Dramatic Expression, is never to be found wanting in the Zuniga household. Thank you Jana and Angela for never failing to impress.

Gift 7: Thier Wonder....looking up in the starry sky for Santa. Christmas is wonderful through their eyes.

Gift 8: Tradition #214...piling in the van, after Christmas Eve Mass, looking at Christmas lights and singing carols....very cozy.

Gift 9: Christmas Eve Dinner...and THAT appetizer, (one of 30) thank you Angela and Chef Pete.

Gift 10: The Annual Gift Exchange
Gift 11: That Red Onsie with a flapper in the back, thank you Phil, as you can see, Andrew couldn't be happier.

Gift 12: Andrew's gift to Madeline: for the his presentation and the belly laughs it brought.

Gift 13: This Moment...my children participating in the "pre-Christmas morning bedroom party" with their aunts and uncles and cousins.

This tradition takes place usually between 5 a.m. (or whoevers excitement wakes them up first) to 8 a.m. and involves "I Spy" book contests, and the games of Trouble, or Sorry...to kill time before we are all allowed to go downstairs.

Gift 14: Singing Happy BirthdayJesus (in record time) before opening Christmas presents.

Gift 15: Joe's Pajama Pants...he also sported a winter coat, shirt, and hat in the same print. Way to go Joe!
Gift 16: Kiddie Table...the first time there was enough little peopleto have one. The conversation was lively I can assure you.

Gift 17: Christmas Dinner Table....it was filled with dozens of people and chattering and laughing.... a happy happy time.


Gift 18: Enough Said.

Gift 19: Cousin Time...they played for hours, upon hours.

Gift 20: My Parents. My Dad, there are many hidden sacrifices in those hands and over 30 years of putting his family first, best Dad in the world. My Mom, three words: TIRELESS Self Donation. Where would any of us be without them.

Last, but not least, best gift Jesus gave me....my own family...a humble selfless husband and three unbelievable children, all who bring me more happiness in life than I thought possible....they are my everythings.