I’m so thankful I can claim these people.
My husband of 15 years – I still can’t get enough of that guy. He puts up with all my shenanigans and lets me change careers every three years because I’m a restless soul that can’t be still and sane (that’s why he is the steady one!)
My oldest, she is mi gatita (my little cat). I have called her my cat since she was about 2. She had a very LONG phase of pretending to be a cat and meowed around the house for years. Even now, she still does it occasionally. Hence, mi gatita.
My twins, they are a treasure. They have been the toughest part of my life so far. My little boy, he is mi osito (my little bear). He loves cuddles just like a cub and is such a momma’s boy (aren’t all boys?). His ginger curls and big brown eyes tug at my heart.
My little girl, she is mi chanchita (my little pig). This may sound horrible to you, “Why would you call her a pig?” you ask. Well, she has been a grunter since the minute she was born. She would get all excited to eat and grunt-grunt-grunt until she got food. For real – I have a video of it. Now, she is a squealer! She runs around the house squealing at the top of her lungs and it makes my ears hurt. And she still grunts from time to time. Plus, since we are in Arkansas, it’s not so bad to be a pig.
These people define who I am. I wouldn’t be a mother or a wife without them. I also wouldn’t be compassionate, caring, forgiving, patient, kind, or full of laughter if I didn’t have them in my life.
They make me want to be the best version of me there is, no matter what it takes. Even if it takes me learning another language so they can have more opportunities when it matters.
Learning Spanish as a Family 