Thursday, September 8, 2011


So, I was talking to my mom about the blog, and she decided to tell me a story; a story, that happened 23 years ago...

I was a weird child, always getting into trouble, jumping around, trying to get attention, fighting with my older brother, acting in front of groups of people (because, apparently, I liked to pretend I was a spokeswoman), always coming up with stuff to "express" myself.
Back then, I wasn't afraid of anything: I loved scary movies, especially the ones with lots of blood; I would go out and play with mud and dirt (just like any other regular kid); I even put a cricket in my mouth once (which makes me feel bad for my mom... SHE had to take it out).

It all started when I was 2 years-old; not only did I learn to walk, but I also learned to "move around on my own".
In simple words: I was trouble.

It was summer and, back in the days, the city would get really REALLY hot.
My mom was quietly doing her motherly chores, while my father was at work and my older brother with my cousins.
I, on the other hand, was "asleep", and had a baby monitor (the very first ones, I think). But I-as we all know by now-am ninja. So, sensing the excessive heat in my room, I quietly got up and decided to do something about it.

It wasn't until a few 10 or 20 minutes later that my mother heard a very soft, weird noise coming from the kitchen.

She approached the kitchen, and..............




I was sitting on the floor, with the refrigerator door open (how I managed to open the door, it's still a mystery), covering myself with butter. A BUCKET OF BUTTER. I was completely covered: body, diaper, hair........ everything was buttery!

My mom quickly sprinted towards me, taking the bucket of sweet, COLD, butter away from me. She then proceeded to try to carry me to the bathroom to clean me up BUT I was covered in butter, ergo, I was slippery!

She couldn't get a hold of me! So, she decided to get a towel and wrap me around with it, taking me to the shower to bathe me.

It took her nearly 40 minutes to get all the butter off of me... God bless my mom. I love her!

Funny fact: I still love butter! You would think that something like that would gross me out, but no. Not at all. I loooove toast bread with butter!

Anyways, what are you guys up to these days?

I wanted to thank you for all of your support and for making the blog international: it's now being read in over 30 countries! So thank you so much, my dear dear gremlins! I couldn't have done this without you :)

Thanks again, and I hope you enjoyed this week's post!

EDIT: I forgot to tell you guys about the video of this week! Check it out:


  1. Haha halarious... Pink diapers? Yep all kids played in the dirt, I also use to eat it as a kid....

  2. @crazyhairdan I'm glad you liked it!
    Yeah, pink diapers... I don't know... hahahaa, I thought it'd look good :)

    And I ate it too! My mom would always get mad about it, thou xD

  3. Haha, well the diapers did stand out....

  4. So thats how you got yellow (blonde) hair!
    shopping time!
    I was a sucker for fresh ginger, my mom say that I would cry out loud if I see ginger at the market. :S I still like to drink ginger tea and ginger beer though.

  5. @Sam
    Actually, that's how I began eating toast bread with butter!! (YUUUM)
    Really? I've tasted the tea, but I've never had ginger beer. Where do they sell that?

  6. @Marielitai Its a softdrink which manufactured in our country (Sri Lanka). I don't know if its available in Mexico :P but there are few other products similar to ours around the world.


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