I have a 6 year old boy and a 9 month old girl. HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!
Senorita Mommy
Monday, January 9
2012
Goodbye 2011..It's Jan 9th and I'm just getting around to writing that. yeesh.
Though it may seem late, it's only because the year has already started off with SO much awesomeness mixed in with everything else we juggle around here.
I'm not even sure where to begin when recapping 2011 although I think it's pretty evident there are four lizalde's now versus our usual three..for starters, you know.
A huge CHEMO FREE-ZONE banner should be displayed on our front door because WOW..is it really over? 31/2 years of chemo, drugs and whole slew of other jazz went out with a bang this year as the port came out and our little guy was given a clean bill of health.
Then, there was LUCY. O where do I begin? I won't even start. She's asleep right now and for that we thank her.
We've had good ole Auntie hanging around this part of the world for a good while and though our time is coming to a close I'm trying hard to remember how I managed to do anything without her before :/
off to sleep..and by sleep I mean watch PORTLANDIA haha
Friday, September 23
Community Supported Agriculture vs. Team Liz

We got our veggies and they look good! I've been looking at recipes and I'm a little scared of that gray pumpkin. Ack! I especially love the gigantic bunch of kale, because everyone around here loves kale so much. Those are white sweet potatoes in the front, they were all, "hi..you don't know what we are, do ya?"
Diego said, "Do the farmers have ice cream?"
YEESH
Wednesday, September 21
5 months old
Makin Baby Food
Saturday, September 17
Pop that bubbly
We bought a house in 2004.
Then we moved in 2007.
We tried to sell it.
TRIED SO HARD.
We rented it out.
We rented it out for 4 years.
We sold it in 2011.
WINNING.
Monday, September 12
MALK
An innocent farmers market trip turned into the milk vendor totally getting me to sign up for home milk delivery.
One week later, we've also signed up for the local CSA-Community Supported Agriculture.
While living in Hawaii, this was financially impossible. The local CSA there at the time was only quarterly and it was a good drive up the coast to find it. Not to mention, I wasn't a fan of the locally grown vegetables in that area. The east coast has greeted us with an affordability that we had completely forgotten about and prior to Hawaii we had taken that for granted. The milk delivery and csa box, and a good deal of couponing, and the commissary will hopefully lead to a better balanced diet for everyone around here (that's also affordable). Then again, I have a bag of farmers market cookies that beg to differ..because they're neither cheap or good for you :)
LSP
Lumpy Space Princess.
That's her name.
Chick is freaking me out. I can no longer walk out of the room without her realizing it and wiggin out really loudly and really quickly. She's all done with boob. "Your boob does not suffice."
I'm cool with it.
I'm also cool with her sleeping through the night well into 8am territory and promptly falling back asleep after we drop her brother off well into 11am territory. Fine by me.
Also great, full fledge laughs that can only be induced by her brother.
i love me some lsp
Friday, September 9
A sweet thought

His dad will be gone for a few days and he drew one small drawing for every day he'll be gone. I hope he likes them and if not, I do!
Tuesday, September 6
kindergarten
Earlier this morning,"Will you miss me while I'm at school?"
"Of course I will."
"Ok, well if you get bored, you can play with my Wii."
After he found his seat in class he said,"You can go now mommy."
Lulu and I went home. We can't wait to pick him up.
Friday, August 12
out
Wednesday, August 10
tomorrow morning..tonight..
the snacks are for tomorrow morning...we'll be eating the bananas while making eye-contact (get it?)
tomorrow morning is a, "long time in the making" kind of day.
I've been waiting a very very very very long time to say that.
When D was first diagnosed, there were moments in which I had to force myself to see into a future where he might have not been there. Those were by far, my darkest moments that no parent should ever have to go through. Trinity always says that funerals are always for the living..I didn't want to go to my kids funeral. Instead, our family has had to stand by and watch other families endure what we knew was always a possibility.
Looking back on this blog, the past few years, the past few days...not saying anything...and certainly not blogging is a very good thing.
I have nothing to say, nothing I feel the need to document..aside from the ever growing number of pictures on my phone. The past few months especially, I have been simply living in the moment.
Our family is that of four instead of three, and there is never ever a dull moment. The fact that whether the baby's diaper has leaked is my main concern, is a testament to where my worries lie at the moment. At the moment, I'm not worried about the cancer, about his blood counts, about his future, about his health. At the moment, what worries me most is whether or not he finished the carrots on his plate.
There is so much beauty in worrying about carrots instead of worrying about whether or not he'll be hospitalized next week.
Tomorrow, is the day I've been waiting for since November 9, 2007 (the day D got his port). I knew he would finish chemotherapy long before the port ever came out (if it ever did). Tomorrow, the port comes out. Though this port has saved time, effort, and spared his pain, it has also always been the reminder I needed to know a tiny infection was all it took.
We've been trying to prepare him for what's to come tomorrow. He has called it his 'button' since the beginning, "tomorrow your 'button' is coming out. they're going to put you to sleep and when you wake up, it will be gone."
"And then they'll touch my button?"
"Nope, it won't be there anymore."
"What?"
He doesn't understand that it doesn't have to be there anymore. That tiny lump in his chest, is what he knows. We will be there, we remember, we are the only testament to his strength and courage he will ever need to be the biggest badass possible. I've asked to have said 'button' after the procedure to remove it. Weird, maybe, but he didn't carry that bugger around with him for nearly four years and not at least get to ever see it. He will someday understand and when that someday comes, I hope to show him; to tell him everything.
Rest assured, that our friends, our family, and our faith is what we believe in...and though I'm nervous and anxious for tomorrow, there's nothing like a few facebook 'likes' and comments to lift my spirits. By my side will be my ever loving, dark-humored, sarcastic and amazing partner. Tonight..I hope to maybe sleep..a waffle,two glasses of wine, and a cup of tea should do the trick right?
Thank you and thank you and thank you. All my Love.
Wednesday, July 6
the Fancy plates
Our Fourth of July weekend was nothing short of awesome. No fireworks, but awesome nonetheless. My fourth consisted of lounging around in my pajamas, cuddling with our babies, watching Kicking and Screaming (I love coffee too), making pineapple upside down cake, and eating some really good food (pan-seared steaks, corn, and cake!). There was copious amounts of booze squeezed in there as well. What kind of a celebration would it be without? I know it sounds kind of boring in a blog post, but I couldn't have planned a nicer day if I had tried. We've been super busy with repairs on our old house, getting documents sent out, and just trying to stay on top of everything. T has been going out to sea fairly often and the time we get together as a family is pretty awesome, even if we don't do anything at all.
I enjoy our simple life and take pleasure in the tiny things..like enjoying fourth of july dinner on the F-ancy plates :) God Bless America :)
Friday, July 1
this guy..
~VA has been good to him. He continues to be in remission. His access port will be out before the end of the summer and his homeschooling has been going great.
~He started karate this summer. We realize our kid is not a natural athlete. That's OK.
~He is starting kindergarten in the fall. Yeesh. That will be interesting.
~He is a great big brother.





















