How SIR Learned to Work Hard

Hello, GP5 fam! (get it? GuerreroPartyof5 aka GP5) 😜

How crazy is it that January is quickly ending and February is literally right around the corner! Whaat?! And, since Winter is almost over, We said goodbye to the 60’s and welcomed back the high 80’s here in AZ. 😂

I know, I know I can feel my non-AZ folks hardcore rolling their eyes at me. I get it, AZ barely gets cold. I mean to me, I’m freezing and I was born in the East Coast & raised in the Midwest 🙋🏻‍♀️ you’d think I could easily handle the low 50’s and not flinch. PSYCH! My teeth are chattering & I need to wear like 7 layers! 😅

Anyways, the moral of todays blog post is working hard! Now, as a Parent I try my absolute best to encourage my kiddos to work hard! Sometimes that’s easier said than done. I try to lead by example, if I want or need something done I have to show them to set goals & work towards them. Even if that means facing obstacles, overcoming them or even failing & getting back-up again. Thankfully, I’ve had numerous of these said scenarios and they’ve seen me at the best and worst moments while trying to achieve my goals.

Even if that’s completely falling apart & eating gallons of ice cream or drinking lots of wine. 🤣

If you can remember in the beginning of SIR’s hockey journey, I was hesitant about even letting him play! This was because SIR was all talk & no action. He kept saying he wanted to play but, showed little to know interest. Thankfully, we were given the opportunity to put him in a program that lets you try-out hockey before making the leap! Learn more about this program – HERE! Now, don’t forget that hockey alone is a pricey sport! We told Skyler we were putting him in this trial program to really see if he liked the sport! We told him we were willing to invest our time & money into hockey but, we wanted to see effort in him to ensure that we weren’t wasting our time or money.

Skyler, of course made us eat our words. He worked-hard every time he got on that ice, really took in what his Coaches were teaching & really did his absolute best each time! We were surprised. Cause first of all, we didn’t think our 8 year old would show us up, but, he did 😅 and we are glad he did! After his trial period, he proved to us that he was dedicated to the sport & was being responsible about his borrowed equipment. We decided to buy him brand new gear and signed him up for hockey classes. Again, Skyler continued to work hard and better himself in the sport.

A year into the sport and he is still working hard! I’ve personally seen a great improvement in SIR! He recently has been fond of playing goalie. Mind you, goalie equipment has an even heftier price tag than the sport itself! Again, we told Skyler of our rules. We are willing to support him and his endeavors as long as he can show us that he will continually work hard towards his goals and improve his skills.

And, although he hasn’t trained in being a goalie or played the position long. He practices EVERYDAY after homeschool. And, I literally mean — EVERYDAY. After our 4 hour sessions of homeschooling, Skyler will always grab his gear and rollerblades and skate in the house or out the house. Stick in hand & shooting a few pucks into the door or net. After that, he just skates back and forth – yes in the house and even outside. Once his brother is home he positions himself in front of the net and practices blocking and stopping!

Seriously, I couldn’t even make this up if I tried 🙌🏼 I told him I’d see if we can get some ice practice for him to do some goalie drills and really try it out! He looks forward to practices and games and he really proves to us that he is determined to play the game and loves the sport! 🤗 and, it also makes him very happy! Which is number 1 in our book! You gotta LOVE what you do! Tonight’s Monday night practice was a knee slapper. See, this past weekend SSK spent the night at Grandma’s. Which meant hockey bag was left in the car until Monday morning (gross, I know). This morning I had SIR empty out his bag, air out his gear, toss his jersey/socks/cup in the wash and disinfect everything. And, little man did just that. After hours of drying out & washing he packed up his gear like I asked him too and we headed for the rink.

When we arrived at the rink he looked at me and asked if I grabbed the jersey, cup & socks. 🤔😳 and, we both looked at each other and ripped open his bag only to realize we forgot said items in the dryer. 🙄 thankfully, Coach Kurt/Little Kurt had spare socks for us to borrow & Coach Larry had a spare jersey & Coach Ben kindly gave us clear tape to keep the socks on! Phew! Thankful for our hockey Family! 😂🙏🏼SIR started practice a bit rough, but, after a few drills I could tell he was ready to focus. During practice they got to play a mini-game against each other. And, well of course SIR skated over to the goalie net! I’ll just let you watch how little man did 😜 (Skyler, is in black jersey/yellow socks).

I mean come on! My kid is such a bad ass 😂🙌🏼 He seriously proves to me each time that if he sets his mind on something he will work hard and get it done! 👍🏼

I’ll continue to update you on his new journey to become a goalie and maybe he will get that new gear that he has been asking us for! 🤷🏻‍♀️

Do you have a story about working hard, if so, I wanna hear em! 🙋🏻‍♀️🤗 Please share and Comment your story 🙏🏼 below!

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What I Learned In 2018

Hello, readers! Now I know you’re probably beyond confused with my title. Cause you’re probably thinking, “2018, just started, and it isn’t over how could you have possibly already learned something?”

Well, my valued readers, shocking as it may seem, I have already learned SO much within the first 10 days of the New Year.  As we all know, the New Year is known for making resolutions, setting goals and achieving them. Or known for posting it on Facebook while eating doughnuts when you say you’re going to the gym. (Guilty). New Year’s are the #NewYearNewMe craze, which I’m also totally guilty of. Every year I always look forward to new goals, new inspirations, new lessons, even new obstacles.

But, this year started off a little different. It didn’t start with goals or achieving things. It started with a gut-wrenching pain & reality hitting you in the face, without remorse.

On January 1st We received heart-wrenching news that our dear Friends Megan and Tony, and their beloved children, Lincoln and Kingsli, passed away. I was in utter shock when I heard it as we just spent the Holidays with them and our DTC Family. I didn’t want to believe what I was hearing. The next few days seemed like a blur as we tried to grasp the news.

Kingsli, Tony, Megan, Lincoln with Surviving Son, Ashton (Photo By: Rad Exposure Photography)

And, then on January 4th, just shy of a few days after the Capitano’s passing we received another heart-wrenching news that the owner/founder of Discount Tire, had passed away.

Bruce Halle (Photo By: Discount Tire Corporate)

It honestly was just a tough time for Discount Tire and the Families and Friends who were hurting after losing loved ones. Throughout the next few days, there were a lot of tears, silence, and just pure sorrow. Aside, from receiving the two news earlier in the week, the rest of the week I kept receiving more news left & right — and unfortunately, none were good, either. Why did the New Year have to start this way?  I didn’t understand. In this moment, I just felt broken. I thought how unfair life was. Isn’t the new year supposed to be starting a new chapter in life, or for good things to happen?  Nonetheless, I still prayed that night for strength, guidance, and comfort to all who were hurting. I also prayed for peace in my heart.

Then a friend shared something that I came across on Facebook. And, the quote said, “That’s the thing about life; It is fragile, precious and unpredictable and each day is a gift, not a given right.” (Holly Butcher). This hit hard. It hit me to the core. It never resonated with me before until I read it. It reminded me of our friends — the Capitano’s were full of life, they lived by this quote to the utmost fullest. They lived life with great positivity, smiles, laughter, and much more! Every person they met, were inspired by them. I know I was. The Capitano’s made a huge impact on my Family, and it will never be forgotten. I will cherish and honor their friendship, always. And, Mr. Halle did the same. He lived by his own quote, “Be honest. Work hard. Have fun. Be grateful. Pay it forward.” (Bruce Halle). Mr. Halle was a different kind of businessman, he cared like no other CEO or owner I’ve ever met. He made sure his staff was taken care of even if it meant he went there personally, to make sure. These kind humans taken too soon lived life positively and lived for the greatest moments no matter how difficult life got. They surrounded themselves with loved ones and they gracefully overcame their adversities. And, they continually brought good into the world. I admire all of them for that. If I were to pick anything that I learned from them, it would be that — to live life to the fullest, be positive, grateful & surround yourself with loved ones, and influence others — pay it forward. The Capitanos and Mr. Halle was the light the world needed. And, I know their family and friends and those who love them will continue to keep that light lit for them. I know my Family will.

Following after their death, I tried to take what I learned from them to heart. I reached out to friends whom I haven’t chatted with in a long time, caught up with them, I reached out to others and reminded them I was there for them. I sent positive messages to my friends and family and reminding them that I love them. I forgave others and moved forward. Baby steps to a new outlook.

The Capitano’s memorial service was beautiful. Hundreds and hundreds of people came. The outpouring love was astounding. But, I wasn’t surprised. I knew the Capitano’s had hearts of gold and that anyone they met instantly loved them. The following morning after the memorial, I woke up feeling like I got hit with a ton of bricks. My eyes were sore, and I had the worst headache. As soon as I opened my eyes, reality hit. The Capo’s were truly gone. For days, I ignored reality and didn’t want to face my emotions. I just bottled them up and I finally lost it all during the service. But, this morning I refused to move from my bed until I gathered my thoughts, and centered myself.

I was scrolling through Facebook and could see the love pouring from the memorial the night before, with every swipe I made. Twitter posts, Facebook status’, newspaper articles, tv articles, filled my feed. My heart ached. I was reminded at that moment, how broken I still felt. I switched from looking through social media and checked my emails. Again, the reality was still hitting me in the face all the bad news was just sitting there. Organized neatly in my inbox. Then something alerted me on my phone, I clicked it …

(Photo By: Facebook)

I sat there in awe, I felt tears stream down my face. And, I just succumbed to my emotions. See, for those who don’t know. I lost my faith awhile back, and I no longer go to a specific church. I’ll save that for a different blog post. But, I feel as if God and I have our own personal relationship. I mean I pray every night and always seek him. And, the past few months have rekindled my faith, if you will. That’s why I was touched by my friend’s post.

But, here was God reaching out to me. Unbeknownst to me. He heard my prayers, my cries, He sent me a sign, “I am fixing the broken pieces in your life. I am preparing you for everything you prayed for.”  Say what? As soon as I saw this, I prayed again. I went about the rest of my day. Tried to muster the strength I had left in me to stay positive. I checked my text messages next, I got a text message from a friend that had asked what my plans were for Saturday. I replied to her and again went about my day.

The rest of the day felt like Satan was just sitting on my shoulder, throwing every curve ball left and right. And, with each one, I just prayed and took a deep breath and again, tried to go about my day.  Complete with full-blown panic text messages to my poor Husband. Towards the evening, I finally got a text back from my friend, about my plans for Saturday. She surprisingly wanted to invite me to go to church with her and go out for dinner. Mind you, she knew nothing about what was going on with me this new year. I had to decline as I had prior engagement during that time frame, but, we got to chatting and I filled her into how my year started out, I told her about God’s message to me and well, here, I’ll have you read it.

**For privacy and respect for my friends I covered their name & photo**

How crazy, that God is reaching out to one of my good friends. I am just speechless. I am looking forward to this rekindled relationship with my faith. And, finding myself in Christ again.

2018, started out rough for me. But, in the past 10 days, I learned the values of my relationships, I learned to change my attitude and put out more positivity, love unconditionally, be more grateful and to always pay it forward. And, most importantly live life to its absolute fullest. To be the light the world needs. And, most importantly to keep my faith alive. I also realized I have to “grow through what I go through”.  Face my obstacles &  embrace the journey. I hope I can take a piece of what the Capitano’s (& Mr. Halle) taught me along with my new rekindled faith, and utilize it every day to the best that I can. To be the best version of myself that I can be.

Here is to making the rest of 2018 my bitch and for keeping the Capitano’s faith alive.

Rest in Peace Capitano Family & Bruce Halle, forever in our hearts. Never forgotten.

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How My Boys Learned To Protect Themselves From An Active Shooter

He stood on top of the toilet & said, “this is what we were told to do when an intruder comes”…

Hello! (Crickets chirping) I know you’re probably wondering where I’ve been & what happened to post M-W-F as I advertise. Trust me, I know. But, Life happened.

So, much has happened this past two weeks – more than what I was ready to shoulder. An unexpected death, my return to school, my job, epic time management fails, motherhood, sports schedules, the Las Vegas shooting, new schools.. trust me the list can go on & on!

And, please don’t think I’m complaining. I’m not. It’s just life is happening and there is no way to stop it or slow it down. I can’t change what I can’t control. Even though I wish I could. Anyways, we have been rolling with the punches as they come. Staying positive & relying on faith and prayers that things will smooth out. I know they will.

As I lay in bed typing this blog, I’m just embracing this moment of silence. It’s been awhile since I’ve had a moment to myself. Silence is a great time to collect my thoughts. First off, my heart aches for the tragedy in Vegas, my heart aches for the world in general. Every day I find myself having to shed light or bring back some positivity in my kids’ lives. Both boys are fully aware of what’s going on in the world around them. They understand why People cry when someone passes, they understand why as Parents we are so concerned for their safety at such highly public places due to so much hate and unexpected chaos. They understand why Mommy & Daddy are protective of their overall well-being. They get all of that. But, what they can’t grasp is why other people would do harmful or bad things, just because. And, unfortunately, I can’t even try to explain why people do such bad things to others for no reason.

True story, the other day the boys came home from school and I heard them talking in the bathroom. I walked over to the bathroom and saw Skyler standing on the toilet. I asked why he was standing on the toilet & to get down. He said, “I was just showing Spencer. We learned it in our drill. If there is an intruder and we are in the bathroom that this is what we should do.”

As a parent, I was in shock. This is what the world has come too. Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful for the drills and protective matters the school teachers to ensure our children’s safety. But, I’m saddened by the fact someone could even walk into a school building and harm innocent children. Back when I was in elementary the only drills we practiced was the bus drill, Fire, and tornado drills. I’m just in awe!

See as parents we can only “shield” our kids from learning or understanding so many “bad” things. They’ll eventually learn about it in school, see it on tv, or Joe next door told Sally who told Billy who then told your kids on the bus. It’s inevitable.  I mean We can only hope that our kiddos know the difference between right and wrong & don’t fall into peer pressure and steer away from the bad, wrong things in life.

I learned the hard way from the boys entering elementary school. I now tell them if they question if something is good or bad to come ask an adult prior to whatever it is they’re attempting to do or say. I now get asked often if a specific word is a bad word cause one of their classmates says it, or if a certain tv show or character is appropriate to watch cause they saw it on YouTube. I’m glad my boys are open to communicating (right now) & I hope it stays that way.

I know that my Husband and I can only do so much in raising our tribe. SSK might be an incomplete understanding of our morals, values in our home but, as soon as they step foot out that door. It’s a different world. We constantly remind them of who they are. And, tell them to stay grounded and be humble. Cause apparently these days, even in elementary school it’s a TOUGH pond. Kids will tear you apart, they will eat you alive! There’s bullying, there are cliques, there’s so much negativity. It’s mind-blowing!

We always tell SSK to “be the change we want to see in the world.” To be the better, kinder person. We teach them to be everyone’s friend, to reach out and help others. We always tell them if you see someone sitting alone, be their buddy and sit next to them. We teach them to treat others with respect. We show them to be kind & use their manners. And, so on and so forth. I mean c’mon all I’m trying to do is raise my kids to be well-rounded, well-mannered individuals. Isn’t that all of our goals? And, I know for being 8,6 & 3 that they’re capable of being the change in the world because it’s the example I’m setting & the things I’m teaching, and the people I’m surrounding my kids with.

Now, I’m no Saint. I have my flaws & my children aren’t perfect angels. Trust me. But, I’m always trying to put my best foot forward. But, I have hope that my kids will make a positive impact in the world someday. And, as of now, the world needs more positivity & kinder hearts. The world needs to see change.

So, as I end this blog post for the night. I want to encourage you, in your moment of silence, think of all those whom we have recently lost. Think of all those tragedies the world has been seeing. And, really use the silence to steer you and guide you into what can we do to make the world better? What could we do to shine more positivity? It doesn’t have to be gigantic goals, baby steps are always great! For me, it’s teaching the next generation to be the change. To shed positivity & be kind. It might not do a lot, but, it will help!

Sending you love, positive vibes & blessings!

Pinky

How I Deal With Stress

It’s been a whirlwind of a week!

Hello!

Happy Friday! It felt like this weekend would never come! Ugh, so thankful it did. It’s been an interesting week, to say the least. And, a whirlwind of a Wednesday/Thursday!

I’d like to utilize one of my lifelines please — a vacation STAT! Don’t you wish those options were easily accessible? I mean for some of you it may be. Unfortunately, as a working, Mom of 3 with a sports schedule overload. I can’t just leave when I want. Although, I would love a mini-vacay!

My skin has been breaking out and feeling so dull and gross. I guess you can say, I’ve been stressed. I normally don’t ever break out. Very rarely do I ever! But, this week alone I had break-outs everywhere on my face, eye bags for days, and just a complete Mom mess.

I’m truly an organized person, I have a notebook for everything bills/budgeting, schedules. I keep everything up to date. But, this past week no matter how I organized I felt, I couldn’t get it together! Rarely, do my schedules ever get thrown off, but, this week it totally did. Nothing went according to plan, and things changed fast. I adapt easily, so I’m not worried about that. I was just surprised at how many things can happen whether you plan them or not.

For those who do follow me on Facebook, my Mom fell ill this week and has been admitted to the hospital. She currently is still there and will update accordingly. Prayers appreciated!

My blog is going to get revamped, content will change ( a little) and you’ll see new links and blogs coming up. I’m working on a project right now, and although I can’t release any information just yet. I’m excited to be working on it!

I hope you are all safe, healthy and ok! Life can throw strange curveballs and sometimes they’re easy to catch. At other times it’s a complete miss. Just don’t beat yourself up for it. We are only human, we all make mistakes, and life isn’t always rainbows and butterflies. Keep your attitude and spirit positive cause there’s always hope. Wishing you all a fantastic weekend. I’ll chat with you all on Monday!

Pinky

Behind The Scenes Of A Filipino Kamayan (A vLog)

Hello! I totally forgot to hit schedule and save for “Monday’s” blog post! Since, its Tuesday this will make-up for yesterday’s post!

Over the weekend you probably have seen photos on my facebook/Instagram of food on top of banana leaves! In the Filipino culture, this style of eating is known as “kamayan” or eating with your hands. Our Family is VERY big, so we have multiple birthdays days from one another. To make it easy on celebrating, we plan one day in which we celebrate all those birthday celebrants in one day! It makes for one GIANT party!

I am thankful to have Family who loves to spend quality time together, no matter how crazy things get! So without further ado, here is our vLog from the weekend!

Enjoy!

How I Raised Monkeys

Hello Readers, (crickets chirping ). I know it has been FOREVER since my last blog and/or update! It has been a whirlwind of a year! The low-down on the boys: Skyler-Ian is 3 years old (turning 4 on August 13, entering kindergarten this year- there will be a separate blog for that ASAP) and Spencer is 2 years old (turning 3 in November & in the process of potty training- also another separate blog for that coming soon!) they’re more rambunctious than ever! It’s the typical

monkey see, monkey do with these two!

Geeze, it’s been awhile! We have tons of updates & stories to share but, most importantly we are adding another blessing to the bunch! A BABY GIRL! I’m due December 10,2013! We are VERY excited & nervous! Mostly excited ;] UPDATES are on their way! Til then- god bless ❤

 

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When I Became A Mom For The First Time

I remember setting my eyes on what seemed to be two faint pink lines on a pregnancy test before I knew it I blew up like a beach ball, hormonal and craving Doritos with mayonnaise!
The whole journey to becoming a Mom wasn’t a fun journey, it wasn’t easy. But, looking back at the journey itself, it’s unforgettable. And, it definitely was well worth the stretch marks, and sleepless nights. It finally dawned on me that once upon a time I was just pregnant and in a blink of an eye I’m looking at that “used to be jelly bean object in my belly”, he is grown-up two years old (going on three) to be exact! I don’t think I’ve ever imagined how fast children grow. Especially mine I will always refer them as my babies, regardless of their age. I honestly remember just yesterday making funny faces to hear the soft, coos, and aahs a new infant would make. And, now I hear full on sentences from an energetic, active, intelligent two years old to be honest, won’t stop talking!
My two-year-old, Skyler-Ian, my first-born is starting preschool this year. I found myself babbling stories of when he used to be a newborn to the school registrar, while I filled out his school paperwork. I’m sure she didn’t care, but, I cared. Relentlessly, I still told her my stories whether she listened or not, and then it really hit me, Skyler-Ian is going to school!! I think it was then that I realized I’m more of a nervous wreck than my son! After completing paperwork, I talked to Sky about school, and that he was going to go be with his friends for a few hours and that I would pick him up in the afternoon, and that in school they learn numbers, colors, the alphabet and color and have fun toys to learn and play with! I could see in his curious, little face trying to grasp the idea of “going to school” and it’s meaning. After what I thought seemed like a legitimate lecture on going to school, the only thing that Skyler-Ian grasped was “coloring and toys”. Yep, there goes my well-prepared speech out the window! (Haha). Oh well, it didn’t hurt to try.
Little did I know my two-year-old was about to shock me. On a regular basis, I teach Sky with workbooks, flash cards and games about spelling, numbers, colors and the alphabet. Things he would essentially learn in school. I’m pleased to say (and brag) that he can recite his ABC’s, count 1-20 in English, and 1-15 in Spanish. Knows his colors and can spell “first words” (example: cat, bat, yak, etc.) Essentially, I favor the educational movies and learning apps. I veer from “regular shows” and things like fighting, cursing, etc. although, I know it is inevitable as soon as he gets into school he will learn things that I’ve taught him as “wrong”. Anyways, today I randomly asked Skyler-Ian, “What do you want to be when you grow-up?” and like any other toddler he answered “bigger!” hand gestures and all, the exact answer I wanted to hear! And, then to my surprise, he goes “I want to be a Doctor, so I have to go to school and so later I can buy toys!” and, imagine a little two-year-old saying all this a grinning from ear to ear with complete satisfaction and completely pleased with his answer. I looked at my Husband and we just smiled and laughed! My smart boy, the things his little imagination conjures! I’ve never told Skyler what he can or cannot be when he grows-up, so to hear what his little innocent mind had to say made me smile. I’m so proud of my two-year-old and I can’t wait to see what is in store for him in the future! I know the day I send him off to preschool; I’ll imagine the day I finally held him in my arms as a newborn ready to take on the world. I’m so blessed and grateful for my Skyler-Ian.

Pinky Guerrero