A Toast to Aging

Wrote this on the 14th:

My brothers turned 3 years old today. I still can't believe it. 3 years have passed since I first saw their tiny, 3 pound bodies in hospital incubators. I didn't know what to think when they were born. I couldn't fathom the idea of finally having siblings. Now, my life is complete because of them. It's so cliche, but I could die tomorrow, without having had a boyfriend, fallen in love, or experienced true adulthood, and I'd still be satisfied knowing that I at least played a part in raising these beautiful little boys.

Okay, enough with the sappy stuff.

I drove them over to my grandma's house today because she wanted to see them and give them their presents. She gave them each a book (one with Nemo, the other with Elmo), and also gave them each a Hot Wheels cement truck. They loved these things. I thought it was so cute and funny to see them playing in the back yard at my grandma's. They were pushing the little trucks around, exclaiming countless things in spanish, and my grandpa just kept saying, "Yeah" or "Sure". Hahah. Most of the time they were exclaiming about how fast the truck had gone down a ramp or about it crashing.

I brought them back home and gave them each a balloon from Party City. The balloons had Lightning McQueen on them. =) My mom was home with her sister-in-law, Pati, getting ready to make posole. They had planned a spur-of-the-moment party for Henry and Jonathan. So I helped with little things during the setup. I had also invited Liz, her brother Philip, Melissa, Felipa and my cousin Jeff. Jeff had a prior commitment.

I picked up Melissa and her friend Tony from their houses and we came back around 5pm. Next, Liz and Philip arrived to join in the festivities. Aww, I was so happy to see them. Liz just got home from Santa Cruz for the summer. Lastly, Felipa arrived. She was the only one who actually bought my brothers presents. Haha. Not that I was expecting anyone to, I just thought it was funny.

Everyone really liked Pati's posole, except for Tony, who is a vegetarian. He ate tostadas and cake, and drank soda. Haha.

It's too bad that my little brothers are so shy around strangers. I wish my friends could see the adorable, cute, and talkative side to them. Hopefully they won't be as shy in the coming years.

My stepdad had been drinking beers with his 'guays' throughout the day, so he was very nice due to his semi-drunk state. He kept wanting to make sure that my friends had enough to eat and drink. The funniest thing was that he kept asking if Philip wanted a beer! Philip only had one, but my stepdad kept making sure that he didn't want anymore. That was very entertaining.

The only bittersweet thing was that the Lakers played game five of the Finals tonight, and I didn't get to see a single moment of the game. However, I texted Google a few times and got score updates. I knew they were on the way to victory by halftime. But I really don't think watching the game could compare to the great company I had today. I usually watch games alone anyway. Lately I've watched with my dad, but only when I'm at my grandma's. So, I don't regret missing the championship clinching game. I'm sure I'll read about it for months to come.

Once again, happy birthday to Henry and Jonathan—the loves of my life. =)

Los quiero mucho.