Here kitty kitty.

Free Kitty for a person of a cheery disposition
Never be cross or cruel,
Never give her castor oil or gruel,
Love her as a daughter,
& never smell of barley water,
If you won’t scold and dominate her,
I will never give you cause to hate her.

(-merry poppins)
 

J bought his princess a kitten. When we yell at Elaina to leave the poor thing alone because she is laying on her or sitting on top of her, so kitty won’t leave her side, this is how she puts it “I lub har, and I kiss har, and I lube har, and I kiss har, and I lub har, and I kiss har”.

The boys from the get go asked if we would be taking Katfish with us. I naturally said,”yes”. How hard could it be? I should have looked into it sooner. It’s not that it’s hard. It’s just more of a financial burden.

Only Dogs and Cats can be taken into Mexico without special import a permit, that’s the good news. It doesn’t apply to me so I didn’t even look into it. Sorry, but I’m exhausted of research. If Katfish were to go with us, I would need to have her checked out by a licensed veterinarian approved by the state to issue her a Healthcare Certificate, and get her shots, no more than fifteen days before we leave.

J is Katfish’s favorite. He fed her and cleaned her litter. He tells me to find her a home, but doesn’t tell them (the kids). He talked to Elaina and told her “Elaina, I am buying you a baby donkey, so you can ride it.” She replies “and a talking unicorn?!?!?”

If you know a great Vet who can do the following work for less it would be greatly appreciated.

Office Visit $40.00
Rabies Shot $20.00
Distemper Shot $30.00
Certificate of Health $100.00

OTHERWISE, I am the one who has to break the news to the kids. This won’t be fun. P.S. I rented my house and need to find Katfish a new home by Thursday if not back to SPCA she goes. She is spayed and has that chip to locate her if she gets lost.

Katfish and her worst nightmare.

Katfish and her worst nightmare.

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Jupiter Jumping June

As in busy as a bee, lots on my plate, overloaded, swamped! It’s crunch time.

1. I just have to finish moving out.

2. Find renters for both houses, sign contracts, and get deposits.

3. Doctor’s appointments for the kids on two different days (they only see two at a time, I have 3). I am going to beg for diarrhea medicine in anticipation that they will get sick when we get there.  I don’t know what else to beg for, so if you have any suggestions that would be awesome.

4. One last visit I need to make to the DMV Department of Motor Vehicles.

5. Court date from an accident and hopefully my last court date I have done everything they have asked for.

6. Plus one full day at the Mexican Consulate. (more info in a bit)

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Must tell you I received my USA PASSPORT! Finally ONE thing accomplished. It only took a month and a day.

The kids passport documents I sent first but remember they put a hold on them for the DS-3053 needed from J with a time limit.

I received J’s notarized forms, copy of his Mexican ID, and Original Birth Certificate May 30th 2013 (PERFECT ANNIVERSARY GIFT), and I forwarded DS-3053’s to the US Passport agency the following day. Let’s hope they speed it up and I get all the birth certificates back before our first appointment at the Mexican Consulate to start Dual citizenship for all of us on June 19th. Why do I say the first appointment? Well, because they do the process in steps and it’s a different appointment for each step.

Did you read that right? Yes all of us have appointments. Remember, I explained the visa process in a previous blog, but since we are all lucky enough to have one parent from Mexico we can skip all those shenanigans, except, I didn’t have my mother’s Mexico Birth Certificate as she died when I was 12. All her brothers and sisters are here but thanks to one of my aunts she contacted aunts and cousins who were kind enough to lend me their time, drive to the big city, pay the fees, and search for her certificate themselves. No, they don’t have the luxury of ordering them online. Not only did they retrieve it but hand delivered it to Houston. It’s not actually in my hands but it is here and will definitely have it by my appointment time!

This brings me to the many thanks that I owe and I owe more than I can count….. No that deserves a post all of its own.

Is that all?

1 + 1 + LOVE + FORGIVENESS + HARDWORK = 16 YEARS

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Blessed with someone who truly loves me, unconditionally despite my selfish ways.

He spoils me. I don’t chuck my oysters. I don’t peel my crawfish. I don’t even cut my meat (except at a restaurant) I don’t pump my gas. Now I have had to he isn’t here.  He told me if I was spoiled before when we are together again he is going to spoil me more.  I look forward to that. 

He doesn’t cheat on me or on anything. In his own words “The ONLY thing I have ever stolen is your heart”.

He is kind to everyone especially children and elderly. He puts YOUR feelings and comfort above his own. He has a great sense of humor. He is absolutely talented in building, drawing, sewing, cooking, and ever so knowledgeable in science, history, math, music and all things outdoors (fishing & camping).

You must, you just must understand that even though he drives me nuts with him being overprotective of me and his children (he also said he would do more of this, I don’t look forward to this), there is no way God made anyone better for me. When hard times come at us I have friends and family to remind ME how they too think he is a keeper.

I don’t just feel butterflies when I see him, I feel Noah’s Ark.

This Past Spring Break at the Fort Worth Zoo 2013

  
HAPPY 16TH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY!

I look forward to spending more family time the way only we could enjoy.

This is how we spend time together.  Working on projects. <3

This is how we spend time together. Working on projects. ❤

I’m the better Parent, He’s the better Parent (repeat)

I have been on a standstill waiting on these passports. J finally got his Mexican ID and is making a trip to the city to get it done at the American Consulate Today. Still I have to wait for all the documentation to reach me so I can send to the Passport Agency.

Only a few more days of school, seven days to be exact, sadly the beginning of summer does not mean goodbye to Houston. Not yet. The good news is that Johnny’s excited about starting Summer ACE (after school program that runs for a month after school is out). They usually get two field trips a week and as he expressed his excitement to me, Manuel whines “I don’t want to go to Summer ACE”.

“Why my love? You will have fun! I wish I could go to Summer ACE so I can go to the zoo, aquarium, and lots of other places.”

“I want to go to Mexico with my daddy. I want to play King Kong.” 

I promised him that as soon as Summer ACE is done, we would go. I pray daily, hourly that I can keep that promise, but there is still so much that has to get done.

I told J, then I thought the phone had disconnected, I yelled, “Babe!? Amores!? HELLO!?” He whispered, “Give me a minute”.

I guess I should stop telling him such stories.

Yesterday, we (My best friend Chrissy and I) decided to take them to Sylvan Beach for some Memorial Day fun.

We haven’t been since March and by this time if J was here they would have already had several trips, with several catches of fish under their belts, and we would have had some very delicious fish fries.

 

Texas Parks and Wildlife - Cleburne State Park

Texas Parks and Wildlife – Cleburne State Park

Johnny asked for his fishing reel and tackle box. When I told Manuel to grab his he said “I don’t want to fish today, I want to fish with my daddy”.

I didn’t tell J that I was taking them until we returned home. He didn’t like me to have them take baths while he was at work, for fear they will drown & I didn’t want to worry him. I think we did pretty good just us girls with the kids. Except for one thing we forgot. Sun block. It wouldn’t have happened on J’s watch.

The boys stayed home Today from school from the pain. Well at least I’m not the one who withdraws them early from school to take them fishing.

 

Finding our way back

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I thought it was the cutest thing when his teachers told me Manuel is going around telling everyone at school he is moving to China. One of his teachers began to wonder if J was Asian. It’s not Manuel’s fault, daddy tells them they are Chinese. It’s not Manuel’s fault, daddy asks him to translate what Asian people say, when we hear them near us. It’s not his Manuel’s fault, daddy shouts, “Look, there’s your uncle/aunt!”, when we drive past one on the street.

This story, tickled me.

kids in their Karate Movie nite attire

I heard he was acting up at school, and a teacher told him to behave or else she would call his daddy. His eyes began to fill, and he snapped “I DON’T HAVE A DADDY”. Thankfully she inquired about it with another teacher, and they were able to talk to him. They Explain that he did have a daddy, and that he would be with him real soon.

This story, I cried.

J told me he has had nothing but unpleasant dreams. Except for one, he dreamed he was at home here in Pasadena. I was doing laundry and the kids were all in the living room. He said in his dream he knew it wouldn’t last long. He told the kids “Hurry up! Come give me a hug, before a wake up”.
Again I whimpered.

I received a letter in the mail from U.S Department of the State of Houston’s Passport Agency. They denied the kids Passport Applications. Now I am on a time crunch to get the proper paperwork before I have to start all over again.

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Why on Earth?

Wish I could say we are retiring early. That we won the lotto and are escaping from the zombie relatives coming back from the dead for their cut. That we have planned for years, and it’s been our lifelong dream.

The truth is, it was a fear that someday it would happen. If you have known J and I the 16 years (this May 30th) we been married, then perhaps you know he had lived here illegally for majority of those years.

ICE knocked on our door one morning, April 17th, 2013, and deported him to his birth land. Although he has lived here since a toddler, he considers himself an American, USA is all he knows but he feels he does not belong anywhere. U.S. does not want him and Mexico is not his home.

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He does belong with his family. That would be ME, Johnny (10), Manuel (6), and Elaina (3).

I didn’t always feel this way. After they deported him in the first few years of marriage, I was ready to move on. He has always said he wanted to grow old with me. He returned because I would not go and has not relinquished his commitment to me or his kids for one second.

I may have been afraid to move before; okay I am still afraid. I do want to move. It now sounds exciting. I look forward to our new adventures. I get to live in another country! I get to go visit clear blue beaches. Like the ones we visited when we were in Florida. Even better they will now be our beaches.

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J has all of our hearts, and maybe some of yours.

You don’t scare me! I have a daughter.

Barton Springs in Austin TX, L: Aiden our little friend, Manuel, Johnny, J, & Elaina

Barton Springs in Austin TX, L: Aiden our little friend, Manuel, Johnny, J, & Elaina

J knows I have a lot on my plate and asked me to send him the kids.  If I did, I could slow down and get everything taken care of.  I said, “no”, because the boys are still in school . I don’t know if it will matter in Mexico if they finish this year or not but it matters to me.

It is exhausting, he used to take the boys to school every morning (I got to sleep in). He also used to cook most of our meals, especially our weekend meals. They miss him so much. Manuel says “we can’t play King Kong anymore”. Johnny is very quiet and has this gloomy look upon his face. He was his daddies shadow, from the moment they got home they talked animals, fishing, camping, and watching river monsters. How can I possibly fill that void?

I know they would all rather be with their daddy, including Elaina, as she too would leave my side to climb all over him. If I had to go out, none protested that they wanted to come with me. I had to bribe Elaina if I wanted company by cooing: “I am going shooooopppinnng! I will buy you a toy!” or “Want to go to Tina’s house?”

It’s hard with Elaina. We are not used to leaving her. Well I could leave her with anybody if they showed any interest. J wouldn’t deem this acceptable and I am trying to do things as he would want them done. She is a handful. I can’t take her everywhere, especially when I am dealing with important documents where I have to pay attention.

He suggested I send her. I know he wants them. I know he misses all of them. I know it would be easier with just the boys. I know she misses him and she would be extremely happy. I know she could not be safer with anyone else. I know I will see her in just two months. I know I would have so much more patience with the boys, because I get so impatient due to her “I am a princess attitude”. (Where did she learn that?) I also know as I glance over at her and she is scattering Cheerios all over the floor and wiping her milky fingers all over her shirt, that I don’t know, if I have it in me, to part with her.

What I’m scared of? Not seeing her for two months, not seeing her every night. I am weak and can’t accept this temporary change.