Can you smell the flowers from where you are? We sure can, and this one is especially sweet.
Estela continues to grow and it is all we can do to keep her in appropriate fitting attire. About two weeks ago she discovered how to perform a "raspberry" and now continues to entertain herself for a better part of an hour drenching the front of her dresses each day. But who can get mad, when she looks up at you and smiles, so proud of all the spitting she has accomplished. Really, we are to blame by encouraging her learn such wonderful, intelligent techniques of communicating with others.
She also has found a joy for classical music. Beginning at 7:30 p.m. each night I push play on the CD player just before her bath and for the next hour she enters the world of Vivaldi, Bach, and Mozart. I think that she even has started to recognize the sequence of the songs because she falls asleep just before the last tune plays, whisking her into sweet baby girl dreams. Only these and those of Bob Marley seem to have this calming effect for her.
Ale is doing great. He ended his latest semester last Friday and is enjoying the next two weeks off of school. Although he is not getting much of a break per se, because I have increased the poor man's to do list. What would I do without him?
Other exciting news includes his passage of the citizens exam with immigration. Yeah Ale! Now, we are simply awaiting his ceremony so he can officially become a left wing, liberal American that I . . . I mean, he always wanted to become.
As for Jacque, still working on attempting to lose the last fifteen pounds of pregnancy. Well, I haven't really been working on it, but I would like to fit into my old jeans again someday soon. Here is to wishing, hoping, and praying . . . and possibly a few crunches each day.
Much love,
The Ramos Family
