She hugged her mother for a bit; then hugged her father. I ran up to hug her and congratulate her too. It was such a neat experience and I was glad I was home from school. :)
Her labor with Zaq was not a happy time for me. If I had superpowers to hurt someone with my mind I would have engaged them on every doctor responsible for her painful experience. Once out of mom, proud Daddy Chuck was lifting him at the window until the nurse came to take Zaq away for testing. Both grandma's hugging and shedding tears over the precious healthy child born.
The first few weeks of Zaq's life, Suzie was home, but Nana Lucia (the little Nana is what Zaq would call her later) was there to assist Suzie. He was a cute and good baby. We could not wait to see who he would look like when he was older, but I can't say who he looks like since I might get a round house kick to the face for saying it. hahahaha
I was blessed to live with Suzie and Chuck when Zaq was a 3-year-old. He was such a cute kid. I loved it when he would come out of his room dressed like Woody, Superman, Buzz Lightyear or Benny 'The Jet' Rodriguez. You knew if he was dressed up like one of these heroes he was no longer Zaq Salas, but his alter ego. You had to call him Woody, Superman, etc... It was too cute!
He'd recite quotes from the movie and tell you what you had to say next to complete the dialog.
I remember one time when I was using the computer and my friend sent me an e-mail. It was a quiz you could do to find out your computer digital image of yourself. The image came from the answers of your questions. Naive me thought it would be fun. Zaq was zooming around me and I told him about it. I kept saying, "You're going to see my picture. Do you want to see me on the computer?" He was excited, but probably because I was. Then came the reveal time and up came the picture and out of the room went Zaq as fast as lighting. He screamed and cried all the way to his mother. I don't know if it was the computer or my yelp that scared him or both, but he was out of there. Suzie came to investigate me and see how I was traumatizing her son. I explained to her what I did and showed her the digital quiz version of me. Here is what we saw....
When I was getting ready for my wedding day I told Zaq I was moving out because I was getting married. He was not happy and asked me why. I tried to explain it to him, but he did not understand. Instead he had a simple solution: Glenn should move in with us. I said, "That is a nice idea, but it won't work because where will he sleep?" He thought it over for a moment and replied, "The bathtub."
On another day he asked me again why I was getting married and why I would want to do such a thing. I tried to explain it to him and told him about his mother's wedding. He got mad and said, "My Mom is not married!! Mooooooommmmm!!! Tia said you are married and I know you aren't tell her it isn't true! Tell her!" Suzie said, "No, mejo I am not." I was mad at Suzie for lying to him and told her so in front of Zaq. He said, "She said no and she is going to marry me." Then he walked away in a huff. Suzie and I just laughed.
Zaq was ALWAYS a natural when it came to sports. I remember one Thanksgiving Steve took him out to the school that was to the west of their house. He had him swing his golf club and Steve was shocked at how well Zaq did. I can't remember a time when he was little where he did not have a ball in hand. He could hit a baseball with a bat when he was....if I remember correctly....a 2-year-old.
As he got older it was football, baseball and now it's Karate. I think it's Karate, well, it is some form of martial arts. He is doing very well and I know he does well in school too. I know his parents are very proud of him and all he sets his mind to do. I know my life has been blessed because of Zaq and I for sure will never be the same because of it.
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