Sleep Over at Wita and Wito’s

We caved!  We didn’t think we could do it, but we did!  And it was AMAZING!!!  My mom text me, and told me that she was available Friday night for a sleepover with the kids, so that Callie and I could enjoy a night out on the town.  At first, we thought it wouldn’t be right to torture my parents with a 7 year old who has been asking an incessant amount of questions and talking like words are going out of style, and 2 newborn infants that are still, for the most part, eating, crying, pooping, and waking up every 3-4 hours or so.  They might get lucky to get a 5-6 hour stretch, but those are contingent on what we like to call “Mommy Tricks”.  You know, those little things you pick up along the way, like putting a pacifier back in to a crying baby’s mouth at 2am, and rocking the pack and play for a few minutes so that they sleep for an extra 45 minutes.  Or when you pull them into bed and let them sleep on your chest while you’re inclined, just so you can get another hour or so.  Grandparents don’t know those tricks.  But hesitantly, and reluctantly, we packed up all “The Littles” things, and went over to Wita and Wito’s for a family slumber party.  Callie and I were originally going to go home after our night out, but decided to go to a bar near my parents, cab it, and stay at their house afterword.  We set the kids up, took out their pj’s, explained formula since Noah is getting 4oz now but Levi is still on 3, explained Mary’s nightly routine, kissed all the kids, thanked my parents, and head out the door (but not before my dad handed me a few rolled up bills for our “first drink”, which ended up being enough money to open a tab and take a $20 cab home!).

There is a local gay bar that we became regulars at a few years back, and established ourselves as the token lesbians.  Karaoke every Friday night, and the same people came out every week.  We never thought we would be able to go back, or if people would remember us, but when my sister Raquel dropped us off, a few of our old friends were standing outside, and couldn’t believe that we had made it out.  Our bartender friend RAN outside to greet us, gave us big hugs, and only a $20 tab for the whole night!  We enjoyed ourselves, singing some songs, throwing back a few beers, taking body shots, and dancing the night away.  It was obvious that we don’t get out much.  We called a cab, and were home before 2am for a good snuggle and a bad ass make out session.  That night, we completely bypassed the sex, so that we could get 8+ hours of sleep, while my parents tended to the kids.  It was extraordinary!  We still talked about our kids all night, and everyone was telling us how they love seeing their pictures on FB and IG, but Saturday morning we felt refreshed to take on the world (and 3 kids birthday parties).  All in all, it was great to spend a night with my lady, sans children, and remember what it was like when we first hung out.  What it was like to hold her hand, stand behind her with my hands around her waist, two stepping on the dance floor, see her face light up when I sing “Don’t Know Why” by Norah Jones, or putting whip cream on her belly and a blowjob shot in between her boobs, and knock it back with no hands! Those were the days!





And for no other reason, I will flood this post with pictures of my best boys…











4 Weeks Old & Back To Work Mama Goes

The time is just zooming by.  Every day I wake up, and my children are a day older, and those days accumulate into weeks, and those weeks into months, and before you know it, I’ll wonder where the years went.  Yesterday, the boys turned 4 weeks old.  In two days, they’ll be a month old (that’s weird how that works, because you always assume four weeks is a month, but not really!) and on such an awesome milestone, I was due to return to work.  Yesterday, was one of the most difficult days I’ve ever experienced, until I left my house for work this morning. The saddness hit me like a ton of bricks, and it took everything in me, not to bawl most of the day ( I snuck off to the bathroom to do most of my crying while I flipped through pictures on my phone of my babies, wondering if the were missing me as much as I was missing them).

In these 4 weeks, they have changed so much. Their personalities are really starting to become more distinct and they are getting easier to tell apart. They do this thing when they are near each other where they start to grunt and squeak, and they go back and forth like they are in full conversation. It’s so interesting to watch. I wonder what they are saying to each other. Probably talking about the ridiculous faces that we make and how two grown women can get their voices to be so squeaky and two octaves higher. Levi likes to punch Noah in the face…A LOT! I see this sibling rivalry getting a little crazy! Maybe a lot crazy! But Noah always manages to turn his whole body around by kicking his legs like a frog and in the process kicks his brothers head, shoulders, back, stomach, so he gets his licks in too!


They really love the water. When you take their clothes off they cry, and when you take them out of the water, their screams reach a decibel that makes the dog downstairs bark, but while they are in their little bucket of water, they are in complete and total
bliss. They eat the water off of their hands and they are truly relax, which is a nice change to the gassiness and the constipation they have been experiencing. It makes me excited to think about taking them out swimming this summer. We were really hoping they would be water babies, and they are!



Back at work today, I was just really feeling miserable. I had about 1400 emails to go through, a new office (they moved all of my stuff while I was out, so there was no type of organization), a ton of work to catch up on, and no wife and kids. I didn’t expect the transition back to work to be so difficult for me. I’m a pretty social person who likes to be around people most of the time, but honestly, the only place I want to be is at home. I feel guilty too that Callie is by herself taking care of two babies, a 7 year old, the house, laundry, cooking, and pretty much everything! I touched based about 100 times more than usual just to make sure she wasn’t feeling overwhelmed (snow day today so Mary was home too, making it Callie’s first day home alone with ALL THREE OF THEM!). She did send me the cutest picture with the song “I just called to say I Love You”. It really made my day!


I know the transition will get easier for both of us. She’ll adjust to caring for the both of them on her own, and I’ll get comfortable with being back at work and doing as much as I can when I get home. We’ll fall into a different routine and continue to balance each other out as we’ve always done as parents. I just wish I didn’t miss them so bad. When I got home today, I said hello to everyone and gave hugs and kisses. When I held Levi and started talking to him in Spanish, he gave me the biggest smile. I know it probably wasn’t at me being silly and making funny faces and funny noises, but the timing was perfect and made me feel like he really missed me. I didn’t think I could love anyone so quickly with so muh of my heart. And it’s happening twice! At the same time…



If you ever wanted to know what a 3 am feeding at our house looks like, well, here you have it, my good people. And by the way, it looks ridiculous!



When it’s all said and done, I wouldn’t trade a single second of it. Well, maybe the few seconds of screaming while mommy gets the bottles. But when they finish them and they look at us so intensely, i forget that their screams really just sounded like they were wailing , ” I’m starving! I’m sttttaaaarrrving!!! I’mmmm staaaaaasrrrrviiiinnnggg!!!”. (No seriously, that’s what it sounds like!). Also these pictures are interchangeable with the 12am and 6am feedings. What does 3am look like at your place? Probably as tragic as ours!

3 Week Old Baby Boys

So we’ve made it to week 3 and neither Callie or I has died of sleep deprivation. Winning!


We had a check up on Friday for the boys. So they are both officially over the 6 pound mark. Noah is weighing in at 6lbs, 12oz and Levi is weighing 6lbs, 5oz. They have both basically gained a pound since their birth. I can’t believe that their due date is actually 3 days from today. In the 3 weeks that the boys have been here, lots has changed, but somehow nothing has changed. I don’t really know how to explain it. I will say, I have never been so in love with my wife. There are times that i just catch myself staring at her for minutes at a time, watching her interact with our children. I listen to how she worries, how she coo’s at them, how she sings to them while changing their diaper. I see the way her eyes sparkle when she talks about them. Her voice goes up a half step when she tells me the cute little things they did. I haven’t see her smile this much in all the time we have been together. I have never seen her so happy. She’s been more affectionate despite being so tired. We started putting the boys in the pack and play to sleep, and that has taken the cuddle time up 10 fold although I miss baby smell all night long. We haven’t cuddled since the hospital!!! It’s been nice…really really nice! I just love what motherhood has done to her, and it makes me happy to have been chosen by her and by our Dude upstairs to be such an integral part of her life.

Our pictures came in from our photoshoot at the hospital. So we got our announcement cards made.

We can’t wait to send them out! Also, yesterday was the Super Bowl. I come from a family of die hard NY Giants fans! We don’t even care who’s playing in the big game, we always wear our colors!! We BLEED BLUE!!!! And all this cuteness makes it all worth it.



Next week I go back to work, and I’m counting down and dreading the idea of 1)leaving Callie to do everything on her own, despite not being fully healed or feeling even 90%, but my mom will be by 2-3 times a week to help keep the apartment clean, cook dinner, and just help with caring for the boys and 2) Having to leave the boys after spending every waking and sleeping moment with them. I get all teary eyed and have heart palpitations when I think about it. Im gonna cry all day my first (second, third, fiftieth) day back. But bills need to be paid and babies need to get fed. So sad already. But aside from that, life in the Mendez household has been fantastic. Callie and I have a system that we use that we kinda got into without ever even saying anything. We just kinda flow and work well together. But my Bubba is gassy and needs me to bicycle his legs, so hope everyone has a great day (snow day if you’re in the northeast.)

Callie’s Follow Up

Today Callie had her 2 week postnatal check up. Our OB ( the sweetest and pretty much sexiest OB ever) was so excited to see us. She spent a good 20 minutes cooing and cuddling and giving the boys head massages. It was super cute! She checked Callie’s weight (down to 143 from 166!), pulled the tape from her incision (which looks AMAZING!) and did some pushing and kneading of her uterus which she said will be back to normal in no time. Back to a bikini (yum!) this summer. Speaking of summer, Callie and I made the decision to sell our boat. I am truly devastated! It’s just an extra expense that we can’t really afford anymore. What with dockage fees, gas, and not being able to take the boys on it ( it’s a small 15ft fishing boat), it just makes more sense to let it go. An extra $4-5,000/year can go to college funds. In a few years, we’ll upgrade and get ourselves something with a little cabin and a bathroom. For the past 5 years it’s been awesome to just be able to get up and go… When I was feeling low or needed a break from life, I would get in and get out. We spent so much time on Dash. Now we’ll just go on Cal’s dads boat which is beyond awesome and lots of fun, but it’s not ours. It’s not our baby where we fell in love, made love, caught dinner and took friends out swimming. It’s were we taught Mary to swim, celebrated birthdays, danced to old school reggae on the bow, and watched some of the most beautiful sunsets I’ve ever seen. You’ll be sorely missed Dash…

2015/01/img_0173.png You’re the best boat ever, my Dashie

Anyways, so the appointment went very well. Callie’s mom works at the same shopping center as our Dr. We went to go visit her after our appointment and she was beside herself. She grabbed those two babies and went around the whole LegoLand showing them off. It was adorable to see her so excited. On the way back to the car, we stopped in Pandora and I bought Callie her official “push present”, or in our case a “section souvenir”. It’s a small charm with a handprint and a blue stone on the front, and “it’s a boy!” on the back. 2 more charms and the first 5 years of our life together can be told on an 8 inch chain. Best part of the day? Holding hands with my love, pushing our 2 boys down the street and about 15 people saying either “congratulations” ” what a beautiful family” or “you have beautiful babies”.

Tomorrow we have a pediatrics appointment and some last minute stuff to pick up for Mary’s birthday party on Saturday. In 2 days we’ll have a freaking 7 year old!!!! I know right?!? We’re getting her a bicycle, setting it up in her room while she sleeps and filling the whole room with balloons so when she wakes up she will be in heaven! I’ll fill you in on all of the changes in her case tomorrow afternoon after our meeting with her caseworker.

And finally, all this cuteness!







Date Night

Having been cooped up in the house for two weeks was making us a little stir crazy! Today, we decided, we needed time for us. I went on Groupon and they had a deal at one of our favorite places, Bonzai Hibachi Grill! I called Wita and Wito who were THRILLED to be able to babysit their little grandbabies. We bundled up Mary and the boys, grabbed our wallets and were in the car 40 minutes after our phone call. My parents, my sister Raquel and her fiancé Sebastian, were waiting for us when we arrived. They were so excited to be able to spend time with the kids. We still almost cried when it was time to leave them, but we kissed them a million times and finally, FINALLY, made our way out the door and onto the road a few blocks from my parents for some delicious food.

My mom actually posted this photo on her Instagram about 15 minutes after we left.

Dinner was fantastic! It was really nice to just hold hands with Callie, talk to her about a ton of random stuff, and just look at her, somehow still glowing even tho she isn’t pregnant anymore. We talked about our favorite things about being new moms and what we dislike the most. What has superseded our expectations and what we think the others strongest parenting skill is. We talked about what melts our heart about each kid and what we look forward to. And we looked at pictures! Lots and lots of pictures of our adorable little family. I mean, the whole night! We showed off our babies to the perfect stranger who were sitting next to us. I swear, if the waitress had come by one more time we would have shown her too. On the drive to pick the kids up, we talked about how ridiculous 90’s fashion was, where we had a big poofy bang but wet hair in the back. How we would wear baggy jeans with boxers showing with a huge t-shirt tucked in the front and out in the back! I mean, truly ridiculous stuff. We had a good laugh, an even better make-out session (boom chicka wow wow!), and to end the night we got to pick up our 3 beautiful children. Life couldn’t be better…and the break for 3 hours was well deserved….


Second Week Down

These boys seem to be growing at the speed of light! 2 weeks old and they already feel heavier in my arms and it pains my heart. We are really starting to get the hang of this “being moms” thing. We have a set routine and the kids are all doing well. We have been parents to our little Mary for almost a year now, but somehow it’s still different. With Mary, we picked up where someone else left off, trying to put together some broken pieces, and doing our best not to harm her any more than she’s already been hurt. But with the boys, we start from scratch, square one. We have to do our best not to screw this up royally. So far though, it seems like we’re doing well! They aren’t starving, no diaper rash, and sleeping soundly through the night (for the most part, with the exception of waking them up every 3 hours for feedings). As of our pediatrics appointment last Wednesday (another one this Wednesday unless the 3 feet of snow in our forecast prevents it) the boys are an ounce away from their original birth weights, they are both still the same length (as expected), and everyone who has looked at their little penises say their circumcisions look “Beautifffuuulll!!!” Which of course we loved to hear! So far friends, so good.

2 Whole Weeks

There are little things that we started to notice about them that make us forget that I didn’t personally birth them or inseminate Callie. Noah whimpers in his sleep and has the most gorgeous dimples. He has the most perfectly plum lips with gorgeous definition to them that makes him look like he’s wearing lip liner. His ears are attached (this has fascinated me since biology) and when his hair is wet it has a little curl to it. Levi only needs about 4 hours of sleep to function and is fully awake for the rest of the day. He is super active, always flailing his arms and kicking his legs, and he acts like a real tough guy. He’s going to be my future NY Giants quarterback. He loves music and boobs! These traits make these boys total Mendez babies! Callie and I agree that she was just the vessel. With the exception of their coloring, the blue and hazel eyes, and that ginger hair that Levi rocks!






These were the photos taken at the hospital that we ordered and are waiting for them to be delivered but I couldn’t wait to share them!

We’ve had tons of company, which is great because a) I’m ridiculously social and love having people around b) we get to show off our fantastically gorgeous babies c) when it’s our families and closest friends we get to sleep. For 3 hours. And cuddle. And not change diapers. And not wash bottles (the Bottle Washing Struggle is REAL my good people!!!). We haven’t cooked a single meal in 2 weeks because everyone brings us food every day with tons of left overs for lunch (when we have time remember to eat). I threw on a pair of summer shorts that used to be a little snug and had to wear a belt because they were falling off of my waist! People have been so kind and generous and it reminds me how blessed we are to have such incredible people in our lives. I’ve been an emotional wreck, crying for all types of reasons, but knowing that we have so many amazing people in our lives really brings the tears right out. Even this blog community has shown us so much love. We have received some pretty awesome gifts from you all. Vans sneakers and socks, gift cards, toys…it’s been awesome! Much love to you all. Seriously! It’s incredible.

On the nursing front: Can you freaking believe that I still have no DAMNED milk!!!! I’m like almost over it, but then I put them at Breast and my heart melt, and I smell them and they look at me with those beautiful eyes and recognize that I’m their Mama and I realize that the closeness and the bond and connection is what I crave. I say, “Eff it! I’ll rinse this little tube out and use it again later.” I get to nurse them about 3 times during the day while Mary is at school (boundry issues with foster care. I don’t want her going around telling people she saw my breasts!) and once at night for their 11pm feeding before bed. That’s my favorite feeding, when I sing them songs and ABC’s (in Spanish which is the only language I speak to them in) and I watch their little hands clutch my skin and rub their eyes and sleep wash over them like waves on the shore. I love being a mom to these beautiful
boys. Im the luckiest Mama alive…

Nursing Noah

The boys first bath which they loved!

Brothers?! YUP!

They love this swaddler!



We woke up like this! Flawless!

One Week

First, I wanted to say thank you to all my blog friends for sending such warm thoughts, offering kind words, and being so loving and encouraging…So thank you all, with every ounce of love we can muster (and at this point in our lives, love is in abundance!). I’ve been slowly catching up on blogs. I feel so outta the loop! I’ll get there…things are just busy right now, but you guys mean a lot to us and we’ll be reading time permitting.

So the boys are officially a week old! Can you believe it!?!?’ A whole freaking week! Sheesh!!! It’s been a whirlwind! The hospital was amazing and we had visitors every day. Was it exhausting? Yes! Was it overwhelming?! Absolutely! Was there love?! Like you have no idea!!! Life has been amazing this past week.

The boys are doing well, feel like they have gained some weight (Noah lost 6oz at the hospital but had gained an ounce before we left and Levi lost 3oz but hadn’t lost anymore at discharge), Callie is recuperating wonderfully (still in a bit of pain but a lot more mobile) and I am the happiest Mamá in the world! I’m nursing (yay 2 drops of milk!), Callie is nursing and pumping on average 10-15cc per pump which is spectacular (and surprisingly she LOVES nursing the boys, and they love it too), and we are also supplementing with bottles which gives them the nutrients they need. I use a supplemental feeling tube so most of the time they drink about half an ounce like that before they get tired and start fussing (I hate when they cry) and bottle feed them the rest. They are still learning the “breathe, suck, swallow” concept, but everyday they stay on the boob a little longer.

This week is full of appointments. Follow up at the hospital tomorrow, Lactation Consultant on Tuesday, Peds on Wednesday, Doula follow up on Thursday and Callie is trying to get her 2 week postpartum visit with her OB for Friday so we can knock out all of our appointments and just get them out of the way. We expect some more visitors this weekend so we’ve been keeping our weekends free with the exception of Mary’s birthday Ice Skating party on 1/31. She’s gonna be 7, and with us for a year! I can’t believe it! She’s been an excellent big sister so far and has been very helpful taking care of her brothers. The hospital gave her a “big sister” bracelet that she refuses to take off, and we gave her an “I Am A Big Sister” t-shirt that she wore so proudly to school last week. Her teacher even emailed us that Mary was on her best behavior that day and so proud. It melted our hearts.

But all in all, the Mendez clan is happy. We are enjoying every moment together, sleeping when we can, and loving harder than ever!

One week old! Craziness!

Noah has the best baby Mohawk!

My parents and their 4 grandkids (Unfortunately Mary can’t have pictures posted, but they count her too)

Ahoy mate!

Mommy loves skin to skin

The boys love it when I sing to them while they lay on my chest

Looking as classy as ever in their take home outfits

Better Late Than Never!

Forgive me bloggers for I have sinned! It has been 10 days since my last entry!  Sheesh!  The good thing is that the time is flying, so much so, that If Nikki hadn’t text me to yell at me about the amount of time that has passed since my last post, I wouldn’t have even noticed!  With Christmas (and the birth of my sons) quickly approaching, there has been tons of shopping, wrapping gifts, school meetings (parent teacher conferences), drama being fosters moms (I’ll touch on an update later in this post), packing bags, baking cookies for the OB and our rental office, taking Mary to see some of the cool Christmas light displays in our area, spending time with family, and simply spending time with Callie before our life gets REALLY hectic (as if it wasn’t enough before!), I just barely had time to put many words on screen.  I HAVE been reading everyone’s posts and staying connected that way.

So 32 weeks!  The boys are the weight of pineapples!  Can you imagine!?!  Our boys are probably weighing a little more, but still!  According to the different sites, they are approximately 17 inches long.  Their digestive systems are fully developed, and their skeletons are fully formed, but their tiny bones are still pliable and soft.  Their skull bones are still not fused together (they wont be for A LONG WHILE) so that it makes it easy for their heads to get through the birth canal (still really keeping our fingers crossed for a vaginal delivery).  Babies lungs are also continuing to develop (they get tons and tons of hiccups and it is ridiculously cute, even though I think it’s WAY too many!).  We also met for a second time with our doula, who we LOVE!  She is so kind, calm, and funny.  We went over some of our birth plan, and came up with tons of questions to ask our OB at Callie’s appointment the following week.  Can she eat (my wife LOVES to eat!)? To what point?  How do they feel about her moving around during labor?  Can she labor in a hot shower?  Does she have to strapped to monitors the whole time?  How many people can be in the L&D room?  Can the doula come with us for the C-section?  How about the epidural?!  When is her cut off for that if she decides to use it?  So many questions!



33 weeks!  Callie has been so incredibly uncomfortable, poor thing.  It has been a tough week for her.  She has been feeling what she expresses as pins and needles in her vagina, and the contractions have gotten to the point where they cause her to stop and catch her breath sometimes.  I keep saying that it won’t be long now!  This past Wednesday was her OB appointment.  Unfortunately, because of my new work schedule, it’s hard for me to make the appointments, so her mom and my mom have been alternating turns taking her.  It was officially her last cervical length scan.  She is at 1.7cm, the lowest she’s been, so we are gearing up for these boy to be here any day now.  Noah (baby A) is right in position, constantly head butting her cervix (hence the pins and needles).  Levi (baby B) is sort of in fetal position above Callie’s belly button but under her breasts.  They are both still head down, so vaginal delivery is still possible, BUT Levi can turn at any point, so there still isnt a 100% guarantee that he will come naturally.



All of our questions were answered! Callie can eat (Thank the heavens!) up until 4 cm dilated. Then she can only have clear liquids (water, juice and broth basically).  Once she goes into active labor, ice chips and that’s about it.  She’ll need to be strapped to monitors for most of her labor because it’s not just one baby that they are monitoring, it’s two, but she is able to walk around in intervals, which is fine.  Having a doula is great and encouraged, but unfortunately, only one person can be present in the event that there is a C-section and OBVIOUSLY, that would be me!  Our OB said that Callie can have her epidural WHENEVER, and that there is no specific time frame for when she has to do it, which is great because Callie was a little concerned about that. Depending on how bad her labor pains are, the shower is an option and so are other birthing techniques like a labor ball, or a rebozzo (a laboring scarf to pull on).  So we feel much more ready now that we don’t have so many unanswered questions floating around between us. Callie wighed in at 157lbs, the heaviest she has ever been in her life, whci means a weight gain of 22lbs!  Not bad for carrying nearly 8lbs worth of babies!  Also, if they don’t come on their own, we have an induction/c-section date set, but we aren’t telling just yet! Let’s just say, it’s not too far away.

Babies are just fine!  This week in their development, they have an extra half-inch in their head circumference to help accommodate those growing brains.  They also have their own immune systems and start to inherit mommy’s immunities.  They can also start recognizing day and night, mainly because they spend most of their awake time with their eyes open and their sleeping time with their eyes closed.  And when they are awake, WE KNOW IT!  Elbows and asses everywhere!  My little honeydews are so darn cute!







I also decided that this week was as good as any to install the car seats.  I’m still not used to the way they look in the back seat of our small SUV.  Every time I have climbed into my car this past week, I did a double take and imagined my life with 2 little babies in it.  Even after 7 1/2 months of acknowledging and recognizing that we are having twins, it  still truly hasn’t sunk in yet.



We have won this battle.  After insisting to our case workers and Mary’s therapists and moms Parenting Therapist about the excessive amount of gifts that Mary has been receiving, they have spoken to mom again, in length, about the negative effects of giving her so many (undeserved) gifts.  She has agreed to bring gifts/toys to her sessions, and then take them home with her.  In the past week and a half we have sent more emails, to more supervisors then we can count.  Luckily it’s all gotten squared away.  Sticking to our guns has worked…for now!  We also, just found out (after receiving Mary’s report card and speaking to her teachers) that Mary has developed a new habit of blatantly ignoring people when they are speaking to her.  Her teacher had to call her 4 times on Friday out of the cubby section to go back to her desk.  The other students in her class speak to her and she turns the other way and pretends not to hear them.  We have also noticed this behavior at home and have tried to correct it, so we weren’t aware that it was happening at school to.  When she got home from school on Friday (which is Hot Chocolate, Stay Up Late, and Movie Night) she was EXTREMELY upset when we told her that her privilege would be taken away.  It the first time that she showed to us that she was disappointed in her self and affected.  Normally if we say we are taking away her privileges she says, “Fine!” and goes to her room and puts herself to bed.  What 6 year old punishes themself?!?! Our six year old, what’s who!  So when she finally had a real 6 year old meltdown tantrum, Callie and I smiled at each other, and knew that finally, finally, we are breaking through.  It melted our hearts to see our little girl cry…LOL!

So I believe we are all caught up.  Christmas is only  3 days away (2 if you’re Latino because we celebrate Christmas Eve), and I’m excited to play Santa for the first year ever.  Hope that everyone has a beautiful holiday shared with your loved ones. I know I will but how could you not, when you have these two as nieces!?!?!



Lots of love….