The Little Things...

It is all of the little things that remind you that you live in a 3rd world country. Like when you chose to live with your Mexican lover and his entire immediate family and a few extras. When the house has a 7 bathrooms and the bathroom that you use hasn’t had any water for about four days, and there doesn’t appear to be any light at the end of the tunnel. Sure they’re plenty of other bathrooms to use, but other people are using them and I feel like I am intruding. UGH!

Tarzan is 2 years old and his vocabulary is very limited, not because he is slow or anything, but because he is exposed to two different language simultaneous. Right now in this stage of his life I think that it is lucky for him that NO is the same in English and Spanish. That seems to be the only word that he uses. He is an amazing beautiful little boy and I don’t mean to complain, but he is 2 years old, and he is very 2 years old.

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