Let's Play Catch-up

**School's about to start so my baby loves are leaving me for another year and my visitations are limited to weekends and trips to the library and oh my god hold me because I am so going to cry massively and freak the fuck out because they are growing up and in a little while I'm not gonna be the cool young aunt anymore...I ramble...a lot

**Summer was a sweet loving happy success...I learned to fish...We went on the boat and I did not puke not once...I love that Cuban/ in your blood/ raft training...We had some awesome family bonding times that damn near drove me to tears...We laughed, we hugged, and we perspirated...a lot

**You know how when you break up with someone and after about a month and a half you get back together but in that month and a half you both kind of got used to being single so getting back into that whole relationship mode is slightly complicated...Well I am more than glad to report that The Boyfriend and I are almost over that little storm and our little ship is making it over the big ass wave so take THAT! writers of a perfect storm I don't care if physics proves me wrong I believe in little ships dammit!

**So here are some photo high lights of this summer...

The family in Key West (partially)

You gotta love Grandma

SUPERHERO!!!

Love

Tell me that's not cute

I'm not very skilled but it gets the job done

He LLOOOVVVEEDDD fishing

MYYY FIIIISSSSSHHHH (I caught it! We put it back because "is too small to make fishie food")

The devil is cute

My other fish

In her words...I CAUGHT A FIIIIISSSSHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Love

So Cuban

**So that was my summer...It rocked

On a much much sadder note

I have thought of a million ways to write this, I still feel it is not my place to write it but something in me says I must.

A friend of my family who has been married for a while had a beautiful baby girl about a year ago in addition to her daughter from a previous marriage. Needless to say everyone was head over heels for the baby and when she became pregnant a second time her husband and her were overcome joy. Eight months ago she gave birth a beautiful baby boy who was born with a congenital heart deffect. He has had four or five extreme surgeries and has never left the hospital in his eight months of life. He is currently on life support because the doctor's are afraid his little body can't take the recovery processes on its own. Our friend Gretel has quit her job and now lives full time in the hospital with her baby boy. I come to you not asking for money or anything of the sort, I come asking that you keep the Vidal family in your prayers with the hopes that one day this special little boy will see more than a hospital ICU. My heart aches for those who have to watch their children suffer and even more when they have to bury their own children. I know I will never truly understand the pain until I have children of my own but I still see the injustice of children suffering. I ask again to please pray for the safe recovery of this little boy. Religion matters not, God can hear us all.

Thank you.