Lucy & Ricky
Here we are on our honeymoon...
Oh yes, that's us. I may or may not have chosen this picture because we both look skinny and tan.
The basics: We've been together for 8 years, married for 3. We started our marriage with a plan to wait 2 years before talking about having any children... 3 months later I was pregnant with little Ricky. We are (obviously) terrible planners. We share a love of stupid jokes, even stupider dance moves, reality TV, and Chipotle.
The husband started calling me Lucy a few years ago, and I think deep down (really deep) he loves my spontaneous ideas and plans for the future. Coincidentally, he also has a Cuban accent and owns a nightclub. Ok, not really... but here's hoping!
The husband started calling me Lucy a few years ago, and I think deep down (really deep) he loves my spontaneous ideas and plans for the future. Coincidentally, he also has a Cuban accent and owns a nightclub. Ok, not really... but here's hoping!
Little Ricky
Little Ricky is the funniest child I have ever met. We think he's absolutely brilliant in spite of the fact that he drank formula as a baby (yep, I'm one of those mothers). He is obsessed with Buzz Lightyear and the alphabet.
The Bulldog
Meet the newest Ricardo.
(And yes, I know the Ricardo family did not have a bulldog. They also did not have a daughter, but I do, and here she is. Furthermore, I think everyone will agree the Ricardos should've had a daughter... or a dog... probably both.)
The Bulldog's interests include Baby Einstein, giant hair bows, and taking naps. Unlike her older brother, she does not drink formula, so I guess time will tell if breast milk truly makes your kid smarter.
So why do we call her The Bulldog, you ask? 'Cause she's gotta lotta rolls.
The Ethels
Ethel is a woman who laughs at your jokes, even when they aren't funny. When presented with a new idea, she spends hours on the phone and Google to help you come up with your plan. Ethel believes all great conversations happen over sushi or a bottle of wine, and she never judges you for wearing sweatpants on a Saturday night.
Mother Ethel and Sister Ethel are not Catholic nuns, they are my actual mother and sister. They are the most Ethel-y women in my life, and many of my greatest stories involve one or both of them. Over time you will come to love them as much as I do!
I think every woman needs an Ethel in her life.
(Note to the Ethels: Surprise! You made the blog... I promise not to embarrass you.)
The Freds
Fred is typically the voice of reason. He doesn't always understand the Ya-Ya Sisterhood between Lucy and the Ethels, but he likes us anyway. Step on up, men of my family... you are now the Freds!
The Freds include Father Fred, Brother Fred, Step Fred, and Fred-in-law.
The Freds include Father Fred, Brother Fred, Step Fred, and Fred-in-law.
(Note to the Freds: Surprise! You also made the blog... I cannot promise not to embarrass you.)
