Thursday, May 26, 2011

Family History

I'm very excited to report I have more information on our family tree. I will be posting one of our Dad's tree.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Baby Shower

On March 5, 2011...

Meghan is having a baby and today Jovanni, Tonie and Lucia (her Nana-soon to be Great-Nana) gave her a shower. Thanks to technology I was able to watch most of it (technical difficulties). Tonie made her some blankets, she got lots of clothes, wipes and laundry detergent. Her due date is April 25th, but they recently changed it to May 14. As always, a baby will come when he/she wants to come. It was a very nice shower with lots of games too.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Maria Flores Haro Fact Post 1

*Grandma Maria was a twin. She had a twin brother.
*She knew how to use a rifle and she liked to hunt.
*She ate pidgeon and knew how to cook it well.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Villanueva Family's Pets by Mia Lowry

When we were living in Yuma we had the normal pets other families have, but we also had our fair share of....

Chickens and I remember we once had a rooster. We had to put him in a box every night and cover it with a blanket. We would put this box into the shed. This was done to avoid him crowing before the break of day and the neighbors reporting us.

Dogs and Cats, of course.

We once had a turkey named Vanilla. I can't remember how long we had her or was it a him, not sure. It wasn't for very long because that creature was mean. We gave her away to the Stella Lowends (sp?) family who owned a farm. I remember hearing how this bird would fly and land on people's backs to peak at their heads. I think they eventually ate her/him.

Abel brought home a bat one day and put it in some huge barrel we had in the back yard. How he caught it and carried it home is a mystery to me. I hope he will comment below and tell his version of the tale. All I remember was Mom finding out and it was quickly removed from the premises.

We had rabbits. I think they were mostly Tonie's pets. She loved them so much. I remember how we each had one (the girls) then they started dying off. The last one got really sick and it's head was bent in such an awkward manner. It's eye was on the floor because of it and it got this film over it. It was really gross and sad. Dad said we had to put this poor creature out of it's misery. So, him, Ish and I can't remember who else went out to kill it. We followed, but Steve or was it Rodrigo...not sure, had us girls face the Gibbs' backyard and hid us behind the lime tree while they did her in. I turned to see what they were doing because the poor little rabbit was screaming and saw what they were doing to it. Dad was holding it and Ish, I think or maybe Ish was holding it and Dad was using the shovel. I can't really remember all I remember was this creature screaming the most horrible sound I ever heard as the shovel was beating it to death. I turned to see my sisters and we were all crying. I got scolded for turning to see, but I could not help it. Human nature or curiosity...maybe...all I know is this memory was seared into my mind forever.

Fishes...we had tons of them. The ones I recall the most were the ones we killed in the most unusual way. This is a lesson in lack of communication or how important it is for parent's to create a chore chart and have the children stick to it. From what I can guess (well, at least these fish were like this) Goldfish do not know when to stop eating. Mom fed them and most of the kids fed them on the same day. No one told anyone else they fed the fish and the pitiful fish just kept on eating. Well, I guess it was too much for them because their stomach's exploded. I would not believe it had I not seen it with my own eyes. There they were belly up with open bellies.

Birds...loud, noisy, messy creatures who like to bite children. Very cute to look at and at times when they sang it was nice. We once had a pigeon named Lenard. He was an injured bird brought home for mending. He was so tame after being with us, but Dad made us let him go. He would come back everyday to visit and eat. Sometimes you could get him to eat out of the palm of your hand.

I think that pretty much sums it up. I hope if I missed any someone will fill in the blanks for me.

Playing Church by Mia Lowry

Mom just told me this story today....

When Rodrigo, Ismael and Steve were little boys and her only boys, they would play church service. They would tell Steve he needed to sing a special song, but he refused saying he wanted to play the trumpet instead. Rodrigo would get mad and Mom would ask why couldn't he just play the trumpet and if some other hermano could sing. He would reply, "There are no other hermanos to sing. He has to sing."

Steve would be called to go up and sing, but when he would go up to their makeshift church, he would put his little hands into a cup and play the trumpet. Mom told me this story because she and I were talking about the children singing. She said that when Ish and Abel were little they use to sing all day, but they changed as they grew up. However, Steve never let go of his desire to play the trumpet.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Steve the Unwilling Napper...by Mia Lowry

In honor of Steve's birthday, which is today. I decided to post a story Mom told me about him in his childhood.

Steve did not like to take naps. Mom never rested much because of his "allergy" to naps. Instead he would go around reeking havoc in the house. Here is one of the things he would do.....

Mom always had a dozen of homemade tortilla at every meal. One day she decided to make the dinner tortillas early. She put them up high on the self where the children would not be able to see it, let alone get at it. She put everyone down to nap and took one herself.

When she woke up she began to start dinner. It was getting late and Dad would be home soon. She got the tortillas from the selfto re-heat them for dinner. She opened the container to find someone had pick up the entire dozen of tortillas like a sandwich and took many bites. The entire outer edge of the tortillas had little bite marks on it. Steve! Steve had gotten to the tortillas and ruined all of them. Poor Mom! She had to remake the entire dozen of tortillas.

Of course, at the time it was maddening, but now she laughs when she tells of his mischievousness.