Mama, you need to stop...

So, after eating a bit too much Mexican and a whole lot of cleaning/rearranging/editing - I ended up in Nana's bed with bad cramps and serious back pain. My cry for sympathy evolved into this:

Me: Nana, I am hurting!"
Nana: Mama, you need to stop drinking your alcohol!
Me: Sister I don't drink alcohol
Nana: No, no, no...that black stuff you drink
Me: Coke honey, coke

I swear she makes me sound like a drunk.

My brother child

Arianna standing on a big rock as her podium in our front yard:

Ladies and gentleman you are all invited...it doesn't matter what kind of skin you have - like Joaquin who has light skin and he is my brother child. You are all invited!

Boy, oh boy!

Yup another son... and though I was happy to think it was a girl for 7 weeks we are thrilled to now know we will be having another little man. Lucky Arianna!! She won't have to share my precious things with anyone.

New baby

So we are having baby #4...last little one...I am sure. Don't know for sure if it is a baby girl or boy, but we are waiting to find out.

On a funny note...I took the kids to In-N-Out last Saturday and while I went to get the drinks our cousin Victoria asked Nana, "where's Irene" to which Nana replied, "she went to get her alcohol."
I wanted to die laughing when Victoria told me, Nana quickly corrected herself and said, "I mean your coke mama. I am so sorry."

I ask you, could coke be as bad as alcohol in a child's mind?