Showing posts with label La Vida. Show all posts
Showing posts with label La Vida. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Busy


Things have been busy here. I am busy learning to grow up! For the past six weeks I have been crawling around the house. This keeps mi mamá extra busy washing the floors. Now I am starting to stand up by getting on my knees. Also I have been eating now too! Calabaza - pumpkin, banana, zapallitos, zucchini, warm tortillas and pan - bread and the occasional cookie too! I love food, it might even be better than leche!

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Tia Tina


Tia Tina is in town! Yay! I am so happy to finally see her and she brought gifts from Tango Goddesses from around the globe. Good things like books in inglés for children and a mono tambíen!

Mañana, tia Tina had mi mamá y yo over for lunch, which was very delicious by the way, and then we did a long walk from Congreso to the chi chi barrio Recoleta to look at a new shoe store. The shoes were very well made, but meh, did not give mi tia y mi mamá heart palpatations so no new shoes for them!
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Thursday, January 24, 2008

¡Todo bien!

Mi family and I returned home Friday after 2 very long weeks in the hospital, so that I could receive treatment for my illness. All is todo bien again. Thanks for all the warm wishes sent to me via mis viejos! Speaking of which, today is a special day for them. Mis viejos met one year ago today in a tawdry boliche called Opera Bay. You just never know when and where you can meet true love.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

First tanda (o lo que se dice "a bailar con la más fea")

Mi mamá show me sometimes how hard is to learn tango, and always repeated "tango is life". So I started to learn how to drink milk with no choking, pooing enough to not have cramps. This was the first tanda.
In the second, this Monday I listened kind of a milonga that I was forced to dance: mi papá found out that I have a fever so, he took me to Gutierrez hospital. La milonga was called meningitis, hard to go through but I managed to navigate the dance floor with wonderful doctors as leaders.
This afternoon the hardest moment came. We heard something tough to dance like Pugliese coming from the ultrasound machine: a cyst appeared in my liver.
Tango is life, and both are hard to learn...

Mamá me contó varias veces que es muy difícil aprender a bailar tango y siempre repite "tango es vida. Entonces empecé a aprender a tomar leche sin atragantarme, hacer caca seguido para no tener cólicos. Esa fue la primera tanda.
En la segunda, este lunes escuché una especie de milonga que me obligaron a bailar: mi papá descubrió que tenía fiebre y me llevó al hospital Gutierrez. La milonga era meningitis, dificil de llevar pero pude navegar bien la pista con unos doctores maravillosos como líderes.
Esta tarde vino lo más difícil. Oimos venir del ecógrafo algo duro de bailar como Pugliese: un quiste me apareció en el hígado.
Tango es la vida y los dos son difíciles de aprender...

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Welcome! ¡Bienvenidos!


Welcome to my first blog. Mi mamá y papá will be helping me type this as I am not very good yet. Mi mama´s family lives far far away and this is the best way for them to get to know me and watch me grow up. Plus mi tío Hernán is moving away too to Patagonia soon. This is where the Peques live. Do you know who the Peques are? My brother Toto loves watching the Peques. Mamá says I look like a cross between a Peque and an Oompa Loompa because I have orange skin. Sometimes she can be kind of mean, but this is the Tango Gods´way of getting back at her for making fun of Flaco Dany and his orange skin I guess.
Anyhow I need some leche, chau!


Bienvenidos a mi primer blog. Mis papás me van a ayudar a escribirlo porque todavía no tipeo muy bien. La familia de máma vive muy muy lejos y es la mejor manera que tienen de conocerme y verme crecer. Además, mi tío Hernán pronto se muda a la Patagonia. Es donde viven los Peques . ¿Saben quiénes son? A mi hermano Toto le encanta verlos. Mamá dice que parezco una cruza entre una Peque y un Oompa Loompa porque tengo piel anaranjada. A veces ella es media guacha, y creo que es la manera que los Dioses del Tango decidieron devolverle el haberse reído del Flaco Dany y su color de bronceado. Bueno, me voy a comer, chau!