RAISING LOVERS

so we were walking home today and my nephew Benjamin found a stick that looked exactly like a penis

so he holds it up and starts asking “Tia what does this look like to you??!”

at this point I am a laughing mess. Febe tells me that they play a game where they’re pirates and he asks if this looks like gold to you.

we get home and he says to my mom “abuela I found wood!”

Febe and I were hysterical.

My mom made me tortillas for breakfast.

Starbucks date!

Luke has only left my arms for a total of ten minutes since we got here

Roman is head over heels with his Tia Febe (playing soccer with her)

vegan-diezo:

If animals don’t have feelings, what is animal cruelty?

At any moment, you have a choice, that either leads you closer to your spirit or further away from it.
Thích Nhất Hạnh (via purplebuddhaproject)

almostgreenmommy *adds Tucson to places I must visit* =) squeee I can’t wait I loves me some fluff mail.

parentingthewayweseeit yes! Haha so awesome you recognized them. We get the puffs at natural grocers, honestly they’re not as good as those yummy high fructose corn syrup ones but Luke is none the wiser lulz.

What a hellish fucking flight you guys. Okay so Andy had a flight an hour earlier than mine so we met up at the airport to go through security together cause I had both car seats. We get there, check our luggage, get tickets, everything is going really smoothly and Andy’s plane even gets delayed half an hour so he could stay and sit with us a bit.

But then we are walking up to security and I’m trying to locate their identification and it’s not in the fucking spot I put it in. Instantly Andy gets so fucking pissed and the I get so stressed out so we’re just bickering. I run out to head to the apartment but I CANT FUCKING FIND THE VAN. I was flipping out and so I call Andy and asked if he remembered where we parked and he gets so pissed because I don’t. And then I get even more pissed and more bickering. He ends up being the one to go and the kids and I settle in the cafe at the airport.

15 minutes later he texts me: “I could just kill you!” 

I freak out a little and then: “it was in the fucking van!!!”

Fuuuuuuuuuu. 

He makes it back and we are cutting it so close. Going through security wasn’t the biggest pain luckily and we bolt to our gates. We stop at his first and his plane is gone. We run to mine and we make it just in time. I couldn’t stop apologizing I felt really bad.

We settle in and within ten minutes the boys start getting restless. Roman always does really well but Luke…god Luke was such a NIGHTMARE. Wanting to walk up and down the isles, kicking the seat in front of him, screaming, throwing food. It was unreal. I could only get him to nurse a couple of minutes at a time. So despite having planned the trip during their bedtime they don’t fall asleep until the last 15 minutes. By the end of the flight the entire row in front of us and behind us were cleared out. Everyone had moved cause apparently I birthed little demons. 

So we arrive and I have to wake them up and they scream bloody murder while I fold down the car seat, get Luke in the ergo and grab our carry on and my backpack. I was so tired that the car seat felt like it weighed five hundred pounds. Every single time I have flown with the boys someone has helped me out, always. The last time three women all helped me off and to the baggage claim and I couldn’t be more thankful. This time… NO ONE. Not one person y’all and it was pure hell. Ugh. Worst flight ever.

What a hellish fucking flight you guys. Okay so Andy had a flight an hour earlier than mine so we met up at the airport to go through security together cause I had both car seats. We get there, check our luggage, get tickets, everything is going really smoothly and Andy’s plane even gets delayed half an hour so he could stay and sit with us a bit.

But then we are walking up to security and I’m trying to locate their identification and it’s not in the fucking spot I put it in. Instantly Andy gets so fucking pissed and the I get so stressed out so we’re just bickering. I run out to head to the apartment but I CANT FUCKING FIND THE VAN. I was flipping out and so I call Andy and asked if he remembered where we parked and he gets so pissed because I don’t. And then I get even more pissed and more bickering. He ends up being the one to go and the kids and I settle in the cafe at the airport.

15 minutes later he texts me: “I could just kill you!”

I freak out a little and then: “it was in the fucking van!!!”

Fuuuuuuuuuu.

He makes it back and we are cutting it so close. Going through security wasn’t the biggest pain luckily and we bolt to our gates. We stop at his first and his plane is gone. We run to mine and we make it just in time. I couldn’t stop apologizing I felt really bad.

We settle in and within ten minutes the boys start getting restless. Roman always does really well but Luke…god Luke was such a NIGHTMARE. Wanting to walk up and down the isles, kicking the seat in front of him, screaming, throwing food. It was unreal. I could only get him to nurse a couple of minutes at a time. So despite having planned the trip during their bedtime they don’t fall asleep until the last 15 minutes. By the end of the flight the entire row in front of us and behind us were cleared out. Everyone had moved cause apparently I birthed little demons.

So we arrive and I have to wake them up and they scream bloody murder while I fold down the car seat, get Luke in the ergo and grab our carry on and my backpack. I was so tired that the car seat felt like it weighed five hundred pounds. Every single time I have flown with the boys someone has helped me out, always. The last time three women all helped me off and to the baggage claim and I couldn’t be more thankful. This time… NO ONE. Not one person y’all and it was pure hell. Ugh. Worst flight ever.

It’s 3 am and I’m so damn tired and that was the worst flight I have ever been on but I’ve been up talking to my sisters and my parents and my heart is so full

megglesthetribble:

Have you ever seen something beautiful and thought, “this needs a lens flare”?

Because JJ Abrams has.

captainherbivore:

youngblackandvegan:

the funny thing is

people that eat meat also eat vegan food

you just don’t call it vegan food

so in all honesty

vegan food really isn’t this alien concept of food

it’s really not that far from what people eat

it just sounds wild to cut out a bunch of stuff

but when you’re really in it

you realize that eating vegan is not that traumatic as people think

I think the real struggle would be cutting out all the vegan food

90% ready to go to California!

Andy’s still in Houston omg

Luke woke up with a fever and a snotty nose

I’m out of apples and can’t make juice which is making me super grumpy for some reason

But the boys are napping, and my parents still have NO clue (weeee)