Showing posts with label Picaso. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Picaso. Show all posts

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Rose Picaso and a Series of Unfortunate Events

May, Spring 2017, Matthew Picaso is 43, Jessica is 42, Rose is 15, Lola is 9, Becca is 8, Ricky is 4, and Spencer is 2. Last update.

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The seasons are about to change, and summer is right around the corner. I've read in magazines that some skin types have adverse reactions to certain seasons. Well, I guess my skin just doesn't like the idea of hot sticky days right around the corner.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

My so called life

August, Summer 2015, Matthew Picaso is 41,Jessica is 40, Rose is 13, Lola is 7, Becca is 6, Ricky is 2, and Jacob is a newborn. Last update.


Narrated by Rose





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"I wake up the same way ever morning since summer break started."

Friday, February 11, 2011

four and counting?

November, Fall, 2014, Mathew Picaso is 40, Jessica is 39, Rose is 12, Lola is 6, Becca is 5, and Ricky is 1. Last update.
 
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"So we had to move to a bigger house. Not that I'm complaining, and mom and dad said that it was because we -the children- are growing, and we need more room."

Monday, November 1, 2010

Circle of Life Spring 2014

I forgot to add RIcky Picasso to my winter birthdays, so I'm including him here!


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Little Ricky Picaso is celebrating his first birthday. He's glad hes finally able to crawl after his sisters, and his parents are just glad to get past the 3 a.m. feedings!



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Orlando Lewis also has turned one. He celebrates his birthday in April. His hair has since grown in since this picture!

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Happy Birthday Winter 2012

Winter Birthdays 2012





There's only one birth this winter, and Jessica Picaso couldn't be happier. She loves all her children, but having to carry them around inside of her for nine months is very tiring. So when labor began she couldn't wait to get it over with.

Friday, January 1, 2010

Happy Little Family

December, Winter 2012, Mathew Picaso is 38, Jessica is 37, Rose is 10.5, Lola is 4, and Becca is 3.





Becca likes her new home. It took a bit of getting use to, you know with new rooms to explore and a nice big front yard to play in. She may be only a toddler but one thing she is super happy about is that her big sisters don't throw her toys around the house when they are in their way. That's the best part about having a new place to live.






Jessica picks up her youngest daughter, making a silly face at her. It causes Becca to laugh. Her mommy is so silly some times. Jessica agrees, it's nice to have a bigger place. It's also a necessity, not only because they were cramped in that tiny two bedroom apartment, but with baby number four on the way, they had no choice but to move.





And with more room comes extra space in Rose and Lola's bedroom to store all their stuff. So the house doesn't get as dirty as fast, which leaves more time to spend with Becca.





But once the girls get home from school things become a bit more active.







Lola loves teasing Becca with her toys. She thinks it's hilarious, too bad Becca doesn't agree with her.





But she soon grows tired of the game and heads to her room to play with Rose.






By the time Mathew gets home from work and dinner is on the table, Jessica is zapped of all remaining energy. But no one hardly notices since they are to busy scarfing down their meal.






Mathew thinks Jessica is even more attractive when she's pregnant. She has this glow that radiates from with in. Don't get him wrong though, he's always found his wife super attractive, and he has no idea why he had that small transgression with Sharla Ottamas. He's just glad that his wife finally forgave him and took him back.






The girls start out with a nice game of cop and robbers, even Becca tries to get in on the action. She can't wait until she's old enough to play with her sisters.







But the fun times soon turn sour as the girls start to torment each other.






Mathew scolds them, reminding them that their mother is trying to take a nap. He sends them outside to play in the snow.








After an hour their mom and little sister comes to join in the snowy fun.






Lola asks over dinner later that night just where do babies come from? She heard a few of the older kids as school say that babies come from a cabbage patch.




Mathew thinks back to how their soon to be new addition was conceived and decides that it's better that Lola believes in the cabbage patch for a little while longer.

Rose laughs to herself. Being in the 5th grade and internet savvy, she has long since known just how babies are made.

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Baby Picaso is due February 2013.


On a side note if I don't respond to the next few updates that's because we are moving. The apartment building that I live in is undergoing renovations. So they have finally come to our apt. and they have decided to move us to a new floor. But instead of giving us at least a few weeks to get packed and moved, they want us out by Sunday. Mind you they just told us on Wednesday. ROFL So hopefully I'll have my cable, phone, and internet back sometime this coming week.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

12 Steps

October, Fall 2009, Mathew Picaso is 35, Samantha is 34, Rose is 8, Lola is 4 and, Becca is 1




Rose was still very excited about school. She had started the 4th grade and now was considered one of the "upper" class men at Riverdale Elementary. She also liked the newly built school, it still smelled of fresh paint and plaster, and all the the desks, books, chalk boards were all new. And the best part was the new playground equipment. All the children enjoyed recces.

But the topic of conversation that cool Tuesday morning was that fact that one of the kindergartners peed themselves on the playground. Rose didn't find it too funny, but her friends did.

Samantha could relate to the small child. Carrying around an increasingly heavy baby was causing her to run to the bathroom 6 times a day. And that was before noon. She couldn't wait until she had this baby.



About an hour after Rose had left for school Samantha went into labor. The news delivery guy just happened to be placing the news on their door step and heard the moaning coming from inside, he opened the door without thinking and rushed to Samantha's aid.

It wasn't Mathew, but she was glad to have someone with her until the ambulance arrived.



Lola was in her room playing when she heard her mom scream out in pain. It made her curious and she waddled out to see just what was going on.

She had no idea that her mom was about to have a baby, but she knew something wasn't right with mommy. She was in pain. Lola plopped down onto the floor and began to cry.



Samantha returned from the hospital with little Becca. She was beautiful and healthy, getting her parents brown eyes, and her dad's brown hair.

Mathew watched as Samantha put the little one down for her nap. As he surveyed the tiny room he realized that this apartment was just too small for his growing family. Even if this was their last child, they needed the extra room.

He voiced his concerns to Samantha, who agreed. But she reminded him that they didn't have the finance to buy a home, not with owning the grocery store, and Mathew working an extra job to make ends meet.

But they needed to room, and they both decided that they would look into seeing if they qualified for a mortgage to get a house.




With the birth of his third daughter Mathew was over joyed that Samantha finally forgave him for his past transgression. He told her every moment that he got how sorry he truly was, and how much he loved his wife.

Samantha assured him that he was truly forgiven and that she trusted him. But she wasn't being truthful to herself. If she admitted it to herself she really was nervous about her husband, about Sharla and what had happened between them. She was scared to death that he would go back to her, or worse yet, find someone younger, in better shape, with no kids to sleep it.

She just wished that she knew someone she could talk to about the affair. She needed closure with herself and her feelings. She was certain that she would never be able to fully trust her husband again.



Between all the apologizing, Mathew did his best to help around the house. Now that Samantha had her hands full with three little ones, it was the least he could do.



And when he arrived home from the military, he would head down to Shop n' Fresh to put in a few hours there.

Rose found it hard to be a big sister. Between playing with Lola, and doing her home work and, trying to complete her bug collection...

Rose was exhausted.



Samantha could feel that she was burning the wick at both ends. She was hardly getting 5 hours of sleep at night, and hardly any naps during the day. Lola needed attention when Becca was sleep. Becca needed attention when she was woke. Not to mention potty training Lola and teaching her to talk. Which wasn't turning out so well.
Samantha tried to get her to say "Mama," but Lola didn't want to. She tried to get her to say "Dada," but that didn't hold Lola's attention either.


It wasn't until she had asked her daughter if she wanted a "baba," for lunch. That was a word that Lola wanted to say, and she did, over and over again.
Samantha was over joyed. Lola was speaking!


And finally, Samantha got a moment to herself.

Friday, January 9, 2009

Jessica Picaso Winter 08

Jessica is 32, Mathew is 32, Rose is 5, Lola is 2

Can you say "Never saw that coming!" three times fast? Well, I just keep repeating it over and over again. Don't get me wrong I knew that my marriage was a little rocky, but who's isn't? But never in a million years did I think that my husband would cheat on me.



He says he feels bad about it. But I can't help but wonder if he really does. If I had never seen it with my own eyes, and he hadn't been caught would things between them gone further? I don't want to think about that.


It all started last summer when that slut, Sharla Ottamas moved in. Matt's friendship with her started out innocent enough, they played basketball together and she even watched the kids from time to time for us.

Well, you can guess my surprise when I caught him checking her out with me standing right there. Like I wouldn't notice. I slapped him on the arm. He said that he wasn't looking at her, but watching her hoop technique. Yeah, like I bought that.

Then during the end of Fall I was watching him come home from work. Matt didn't see me in the window, and Sharla was out at the mail box. She must have said something to him that was funny because he started to laugh. Then the next thing I knew they were kissing! KISSING!

I put the baby down and flew down the steps screaming at the both of them. I was so upset, I cried myself to sleep that night.



I was still mad days later, so I decided to have a work with the home wrecking hussy.


At first she was taken aback, but quickly responded by trying to insult me and why Matt would find her more attractive. She even pointed out that a make-over now really wouldn't help much, that it was only a matter of time before she had him in her bed.

I saw red then, and before I knew it I had slapped her and the rest well...
Still can't figure out how she beat me. I'm in top physical condition, being in the military and all. Maybe I'm just starting to feel my age. My pride really took a beating, not to mention my ego. I mean, my own husband, was cheering for her to win!
And then there's Rupert. He's only more fuel for the fire that's already lit. He wanted to know why a fight broke out between me and that person. And Mathew tells him because I caught them kissing. I couldn't believe the look on his face as he explained it. Jerk
Rupert countered saying that why it's better to have a woman with no attachments. Therefore there are no feelings getting hurt, and your free to do what you want with who ever you want. I just stood there in shock. Not only did I just get the snot beat out of me, but my husband was actually have a conversation about cheating with Rupert. Shouldn't he be making sure that I'm alright, not hurt or anything? I don't know what happened to our marriage.


Then, to make matters worse. He goes on to say women are like musical instruments. That's when I decided I had had enough and stormed back to my apartment. I wish the landlord would evict them all.


Shortly after the fight Rose had her 5th birthday. It wasn't anything fancy. I felt bad, but I wasn't in the mood for a celebration. So it was just me and my girls and a yummy cake. Next birthday Rose will have a wonderful party with friends and everything.
After putting the girls to bed I had had enough. Not only did he never apologize about what he did he stood there and discussed it with Rupert. I laid into Mathew, letting all of my anger out. How he betrayed me, his daughters, not caring about anyone but himself. That he lacked self respect, and was a down right jerk.
I did apologize to Amos though. I felt bad that we had fought for almost two years. And honestly, I can't remember why we even had a falling out. When we had first moved in here the both of us had gotten along wonderfully. I was happy that he accepted and we are slowly trying to mend the bridge that we destroyed between each other.
Two nights later Matt asked if we could talk. I really wasn't in the mood. I was extremely tired, from work, the girls, cleaning the house. But I decided to hear him out anyway.
He said that he realized what a jerk he'd been, that he should never had let the small attraction that he felt for Sharla get in the way. He was acting like a teenager not a married man with two children. He was sorry, very sorry and that he hoped I could forgive him.
I thought about all that he said, and I could see on his face that he meant it. But what had caused him to act on him feelings in the first place? That's what I really wanted to know. I told him that it would take time. A long time for me to ever trust him the way that I did before. He had hurt me badly and I couldn't just forgive that.
Matt agreed, but said that he would do all that he could to win back my trust and love.
I responded by a "We'll see," before heading off for bed. He could put the little ones to bed.

I had feared the worst since I still wasn't feeling very well, extreme tiredness, swollen limbs. So I went to the doctor and found out that I was pregnant! I was totally shocked. I normally know right away when I'm expecting, morning sickness and the whole 9 yards. But not this time, and I was further along than I normally am when I find out.

I hadn't shared the bed with Matt since the affair, so the pregnancy happened before all of this crap. So I'll be finding out if it's true. If babies really do fix what's broken.