My Minion

Sebastian was 14 months yesterday!

My little guy is getting so big looking. He is looking less and less like a baby as his little body thins out more and more. Here he is showing off his five teeth. He has another tooth coming in on the top on the other side of his front teeth, but it's barely peeking through.

Taking a picture with his buddy Bert. We bought this when we went to FAO Schwarz in NY.

Here was Sebastian yesterday at a pool party when he was actually 14 months old.

Sebastian playing with Harmony. She has been hanging around upstairs all the time now. She's less afraid of the kids, and she's been more active. We are doing great as a one cat family.

Sebastian demonstrating his new found skill. He is practicing going down the stairs like a big boy. It makes mommy and daddy a little nervous, but so far he has had only one spill.

Another angle of him going down the stairs. I'm okay with him doing this going down this set of stairs, because there is only a few. It's the bigger set of stairs I want him to keep going down backwards.

Brothers! Sebastian is getting more vocal. He says, "Ish" a lot. Not sure what it's suppose to mean, but it's so cute when he does it. He says "mama" and "dada" like a champ, and he says "hi" at times as well. He also says "oh". He was such a little chatter box in NY, but I wasn't sure what he was saying. It's only a matter of time when he becomes easier to understand. He knows what he is saying, we just need to catch up.

Funny Joke....Love it!

You must be a Democrat.

A woman in a hot air balloon realized she was lost. She lowered her altitude and spotted a man in a boat below. She shouted to him,
"Excuse me, can you help me? I promised a friend I would meet him an hour ago, but I don't know where I am."
The man consulted his portable GPS and replied, "You're in a hot air balloon, approximately 30 feet above ground elevation of 2,346 feet above sea level. You are at 31 degrees, 14.97 minutes north latitude and 100 degrees, 49.09 minutes west longitude.
"She rolled her eyes and said, "You must be an Obama Democrat."
"I am," replied the man. "How did you know?"
"Well," answered the balloonist, "everything you told me is technically correct. But I have no idea what to do with your information, and I'm still lost. Frankly, you've not been much help to me."
The man smiled and responded, "You must be a Republican."
"I am," replied the balloonist. "How did you know?"
"Well," said the man, "you don't know where you are or where you are going. You've risen to where you are due to a large quantity of hot air. You made a promise you have no idea how to keep, and you expect me to solve your problem. You're in exactly the same position you were in before we met, but somehow, now it's my fault."
Source: The Canadian Connection

Just another day....

Going Home

John, Cedric, Sebastian, and I went to Jones Beach during our travels to NY. We went on Tuesday, May 25, 2010. I've been wanted to go to Jones Beach for a long time, and I was happy to finally get to go. I also wanted to go to send some of Michael's ashes back out to sea.

Here is Kevin, Michael, and Chris playing in the sand at the beach. I'm not sure if they are at Jones Beach here or not, but it was such a huge part of our childhoods I'm sure it was.

Me with my brothers and my dad at the beach.

Our family boat that we would take to different places around Jones Beach. Zack's Bay was one of our favorite places to visit. It's all part of Jones Beach.

Andy and I by the shore.

Me sending Michael's ashes back out to sea. I couldn't get all the ashes out of the jar, so I mixed those ashes with sand and a couple of seashells from Jones Beach. I put the bottle back in my hutch back at home.

Here's me returning from reuniting Michael with the ocean.

Me with my two sweeties, Sebastian and Cedric. I'm happy to introduce my boys to a huge part of my childhood. They both loved the beach and splashing in the waves.

My family...a new generation to enjoy Jones Beach.

My Grandma Died!

Here is a picture of my grandma holding me. It has been a long time, since I've seen my grandma. I was thinking the last time I saw I was 12 years old, but I forgot I did see her when I was almost 17 years old. My mom and I took a trip to NY, and we stop by to say hi at some point during our trip. I didn't see her or have any contact with her after that. My mom and grandma never got along and my mom sent my grandma a letter asking her to apologize for the way my grandma treated her as a child. My grandma never apologized, and the connection was broken after that.

I had recently reconnected with my Uncle Teddy and Aunt Peggy when my grandma was having complications about a month ago. It was good to talk to them again. It had been way too long. My Uncle Teddy called me a couple of weeks ago to give me my grandma's phone number. I wish now that I had called before she died. I know she probably wouldn't have known who I was, since she was suffering from dementia....still I feel bad about it. I kept thinking about her during our trip to NY. I kept feeling like I should at least call, but I never did. She died yesterday, June 1, 2010 in the afternoon. She was 92 years old. Goodbye grandma, I'm sorry I didn't get to say it to you at least on the phone if not in person. Say hi to Michael for me, and I hope you both reconnect on the otherside.

Michael as a baby with our grandma.