Feliz aniversario Paolo Bambi
today celebrates its second anniversary of the adoption coincided with the patronage of his name. It was adopted on June 28, 2008 by Cris in Concepcion, Chile and joined the great family of Bambi.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Dog Tpo Surgery Outcomes
a kitten was frightened and afraid of humans when they found him abandoned on the street. Was gradually integrated into the family and is now a fully accessible and affectionate cat, but still fears to strangers. Habits are somewhat gourmet, tells his foster mother, takes only recently served food and tap water.
Paolo is now a gentleman cat, married a year ago online with JAKIM, Argentina adopted a beautiful kitten and mom Andrea .
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| Photo: Andrea Benitez | |
The photo shows from left to right: Munchi Mascotona , the officiant, Paolo Bambi, groom and JAKIM Gatot Browns Peak, the bride.
Paolo wish you much happiness
and family.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Chinese Double Happy Rubber Stamp
PAPASHITO!! (Entry written by Valen)
Papashito! ... So I call you all my love and with a smile on my face when I want to convince you of something, ... either you play ball with me, or cars, or we throw in the big bed together to address our Luchita so funny.
call you so unique and so cute, I used an incredible strategy when you do something naughty and you challenge me, because when I appoint you as well with a pot in the middle, I realize you have to hide your face in your hands so I do not see that your angry face begins to smile.
I love spending time with you, and you show it every time I see you, because they'll leave you alone for a second. Privacy even if you want to study for your exams faculty upa I feel yours asking for a paper and a highlighter markers telling your "whistle po'favo Papashito kero '" (I want to paint please).
I get happy when the weekend arrives and when I wake first thing I do is jump on my bed and see if you're still lying in yours to jump to your side and give kisses to wake up, while I look at mom saying: "eta dumiendo papashito."
much I love you daddy!
Thank you for everything you do for me every day, for your kisses, your bear hugs, so much for teaching me so patiently, for your concern constant for life, saying: "I love you my beautiful black man" because it is those words that fill me with happiness, because I do know and feel that I have with you a lifetime.
Please hold my hand on this path that we had to move to three and never lose faith in me.
For amazed, rejoice and celebrate each accomplishment as if it were only mine, because that encourages me to keep growing and growing and climbing every rung with the security and happiness that you offer me, to live precupándote that nothing ever miss me, for your love and your smile.
In this, your day, I, your bold, I want you to know again MUCH I LOVE YOU! ...
Mom also was very excited when Lucy (me inclusive) told him that he had done without your help and so aware that I was drawing to you and (although not part of the slogan) wrote "PAPA" super clarito under your drawing.
will also leave a picture of the card that I made at home for this beautiful day. Mom helped me write PAPA only really big for me to be pasted colored paper on top, which I love to do ... I am a great artist!
Hope you like it daddy!!
I LOVE YOU!
home my little card, with my bro and my name on it.
Interior little card: here we see two drawings, the bigger my dad and I'm the youngest, and wrote very clearly below (to leave no doubt that this card is for him) PAPA.
collage little card I did at home, gluing colored paper and painting with tempera and brush, a great artist!
little card collage on the other side, where with the help of mom I dictated the letter of each word (except "I love you" and my name "Valencia" on the right side I was alone and write) wrote: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, I LOVE YOU, WORTH
HAPPY DAY TO ALL daddies!!
Papashito! ... So I call you all my love and with a smile on my face when I want to convince you of something, ... either you play ball with me, or cars, or we throw in the big bed together to address our Luchita so funny.
call you so unique and so cute, I used an incredible strategy when you do something naughty and you challenge me, because when I appoint you as well with a pot in the middle, I realize you have to hide your face in your hands so I do not see that your angry face begins to smile.
I love spending time with you, and you show it every time I see you, because they'll leave you alone for a second. Privacy even if you want to study for your exams faculty upa I feel yours asking for a paper and a highlighter markers telling your "whistle po'favo Papashito kero '" (I want to paint please).
I get happy when the weekend arrives and when I wake first thing I do is jump on my bed and see if you're still lying in yours to jump to your side and give kisses to wake up, while I look at mom saying: "eta dumiendo papashito."
much I love you daddy!
Thank you for everything you do for me every day, for your kisses, your bear hugs, so much for teaching me so patiently, for your concern constant for life, saying: "I love you my beautiful black man" because it is those words that fill me with happiness, because I do know and feel that I have with you a lifetime.
Please hold my hand on this path that we had to move to three and never lose faith in me.
For amazed, rejoice and celebrate each accomplishment as if it were only mine, because that encourages me to keep growing and growing and climbing every rung with the security and happiness that you offer me, to live precupándote that nothing ever miss me, for your love and your smile.
In this, your day, I, your bold, I want you to know again MUCH I LOVE YOU! ...
DAD HAPPY !!!!!!
VALENTINE
Here I leave a pic of the card that I made with so much love in the garden and which get too excited because it was the first card did not help you some, drawing the two ... cute dress that I got?. I drew it up to you and me biggest littlest and all the details!. Mom also was very excited when Lucy (me inclusive) told him that he had done without your help and so aware that I was drawing to you and (although not part of the slogan) wrote "PAPA" super clarito under your drawing.
will also leave a picture of the card that I made at home for this beautiful day. Mom helped me write PAPA only really big for me to be pasted colored paper on top, which I love to do ... I am a great artist!
Hope you like it daddy!!
I LOVE YOU!
home my little card, with my bro and my name on it. 
Interior little card: here we see two drawings, the bigger my dad and I'm the youngest, and wrote very clearly below (to leave no doubt that this card is for him) PAPA. 
collage little card I did at home, gluing colored paper and painting with tempera and brush, a great artist! 
little card collage on the other side, where with the help of mom I dictated the letter of each word (except "I love you" and my name "Valencia" on the right side I was alone and write) wrote: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, I LOVE YOU, WORTH HAPPY DAY TO ALL daddies!!
Monday, June 7, 2010
Color Chart Koleston Wella
"A very exclusive club", dedicated to my friends struggle, special moms. Entry
By Maureen K. Higgins
Many of you have seen even the front, but I've searched every day. I searched the Internet, in parks and supermarkets. I've become an expert in identifying them.
...
you're often exhausted, are stronger than they would have wanted to be, his words exude experience, experience gained with his mind and heart. They are compassionate beyond the expectations of this world. You are my "sisters" if you and I, my friend, are sisters in this club, a very exclusive club. We are very special.
As another kind of exclusive club, were chosen to be members. Some were invited to join immediately, some after months or even years. Some even tried to refuse membership, but it was not possible.
We started in the office of a neurologist or in the intensive care unit for newborns, in any emergency room or during a ultrasound. We started after a somber telephone calls, consultations, evaluations, blood tests, MRI or any surgery.
We all have something in common, we were once good. We were pregnant, had a baby nursing a newborn or played with a tiny 2 or 3 years. If for a moment everything was fine. Then even a moment has passed, as usual, or after a process of weeks or months our whole life change.
We are united, we sisters, regardless of disability diversity of our children. Some of our children needed chemotherapy, some ventilators. Some can not speak, some can not walk. Some live in their own world.
We do not discriminate against other mothers of children whose needs are not as "special" like our children. We respect mutual sympathy for all women who walk in our shoes.
We are knowledgeable. We cultivate for ourselves with all the stuff we found we know who is the "specialist" in the field. We know the "neurologists," the hospital ", the" wonder drugs "," treatments. " We know the tests to be performed, we know the disease-degenerative and progressive "and hold our breath when our children are tested to find out. Without a formal education we have certified in neurology, psychiatry and psychology.
We have learned to deal with the rest of the world, but this is sometimes walk away from him. We have tolerated scorn in supermarkets during "tantrums endless" we gritted teeth, when the person behind us, it recommends more discipline to correct the problem. We have tolerated hollow tips and home remedies from well meaning strangers. We have learned that many of our best friends can not understand our club, and often do not even want to try.
We have many copies of "how God has chosen special mothers," "Special Mother" and we have a bedside to read at times difficult. We have woken up every day since this day began, wondering how to get done here and go to bed without knowing how we did it again. But we always keep the faith sisters never stopped believing. Our love for our children and our faith in everything we achieve, no limits. The dream of getting goals and careers, visualize running in marathons, the dream of planting flowers in our garden, riding a horse, we can see his fingers move on the piano at a concert. We never ever stop believing in everything that they can achieve in this world.
But in the meantime, my sisters, the thing important thing we do is take your hands and close tightly to our own, mothers and children together, reach for the stars.
Thank you all for your friendship!
not I would do without you. It is a cliché, I feel it. I give thanks every day to have them as part of my life.
This text was sent to me a mother who knew very little and they contacted me through the blog of Valen.
Hope you enjoyed it as much as me, if you read filled my eyes with tears by reminding each of you and the fight we share.
great week !!!!! 
acted
By Maureen K. Higgins
Many of you have seen even the front, but I've searched every day. I searched the Internet, in parks and supermarkets. I've become an expert in identifying them.
...
you're often exhausted, are stronger than they would have wanted to be, his words exude experience, experience gained with his mind and heart. They are compassionate beyond the expectations of this world. You are my "sisters" if you and I, my friend, are sisters in this club, a very exclusive club. We are very special.
As another kind of exclusive club, were chosen to be members. Some were invited to join immediately, some after months or even years. Some even tried to refuse membership, but it was not possible.
We started in the office of a neurologist or in the intensive care unit for newborns, in any emergency room or during a ultrasound. We started after a somber telephone calls, consultations, evaluations, blood tests, MRI or any surgery.
We all have something in common, we were once good. We were pregnant, had a baby nursing a newborn or played with a tiny 2 or 3 years. If for a moment everything was fine. Then even a moment has passed, as usual, or after a process of weeks or months our whole life change.
We are united, we sisters, regardless of disability diversity of our children. Some of our children needed chemotherapy, some ventilators. Some can not speak, some can not walk. Some live in their own world.
We do not discriminate against other mothers of children whose needs are not as "special" like our children. We respect mutual sympathy for all women who walk in our shoes.
We are knowledgeable. We cultivate for ourselves with all the stuff we found we know who is the "specialist" in the field. We know the "neurologists," the hospital ", the" wonder drugs "," treatments. " We know the tests to be performed, we know the disease-degenerative and progressive "and hold our breath when our children are tested to find out. Without a formal education we have certified in neurology, psychiatry and psychology.
We have learned to deal with the rest of the world, but this is sometimes walk away from him. We have tolerated scorn in supermarkets during "tantrums endless" we gritted teeth, when the person behind us, it recommends more discipline to correct the problem. We have tolerated hollow tips and home remedies from well meaning strangers. We have learned that many of our best friends can not understand our club, and often do not even want to try.
We have many copies of "how God has chosen special mothers," "Special Mother" and we have a bedside to read at times difficult. We have woken up every day since this day began, wondering how to get done here and go to bed without knowing how we did it again. But we always keep the faith sisters never stopped believing. Our love for our children and our faith in everything we achieve, no limits. The dream of getting goals and careers, visualize running in marathons, the dream of planting flowers in our garden, riding a horse, we can see his fingers move on the piano at a concert. We never ever stop believing in everything that they can achieve in this world.
But in the meantime, my sisters, the thing important thing we do is take your hands and close tightly to our own, mothers and children together, reach for the stars.
Thank you all for your friendship!
not I would do without you. It is a cliché, I feel it. I give thanks every day to have them as part of my life.
This text was sent to me a mother who knew very little and they contacted me through the blog of Valen.
Hope you enjoyed it as much as me, if you read filled my eyes with tears by reminding each of you and the fight we share.
great week !!!!!
Friday, June 4, 2010
Vicodin And Lower Blood Pressuee
backward "Bicentennial Celebration, May 25" Missing in Action
A year of "Knight" to celebrate this May 25, day of the bicentennial of our country.
very nervous and anxious, but happy you got your outfit, your black hat and your new shoes to match. You were beautiful!, But what made me happiest was to see you so happy and so excited about what would happen while later ..
As you get dressed (this year without having to negotiate with candy or cookies let you change it wonderfully well) with your sweet little voice told me, "Mom, sir!". You were so happy to perform, to share with your colleagues, you had the night before when you tried your hat, a smile from ear to ear. We
Garden and your breast and your teacher inclusive love died when you were so smart, jiji!, you were a gentleman of the period.
recommendation of them and my family, including your father, I decided to see hidden behind the doorframe, and eavesdrop to see you immediately. This was because last year (see entry) he acts for the July 9 and went out on stage and saw me standing in the background, you began to mourn and ran into my arms, there was no way you could convince that person to return with friends to complete the act, we wept and all the photos came out with a pot to the ground, lol!. You had tested more than good for that act, even your integrator then (Leti) had been outside, because you integrate, participate and you can deal with each test a fantastic, like the rest of your classmates. But your mastitis that day broke down and your participation lasted two seconds.
So providing your possible reaction we decided to make that decision, I would be in secret, lest they see me, Dad would film and your godmother would take the photos.
was beautiful!, You came on stage riding a horse with a cart (the horse made with a broom handle and the cart of cardboard), greet the audience, gave a turn and get out. Such was the emotion I felt, that hidden and everything, I could not help being moved while your godmother would say, "Do not cry, do not cry you're gonna make me mourn me." I saw so great, so nice, it was impossible not long mom a tear, so long a few, jajaj!. I was so happy, so proud of you my King ...
After that came a "core" with umbrellas, which were decorated with blue and white ribbons. Mom made the best he could yours, it is not very good at crafts, but with love, everything is fixable. To dance with the umbrella in hand needs the help of Lucia, and with your support, was gorgeous.
When it was over we went with dad to meet you, fill you with kisses and told you how proud we were of you.
As I told you Tata (grandfather) and Titi (your aunt, you shall be called), who did not want to lose your performance and went to see you, thrashing with both eyes looking for me everywhere, but you stayed calm and a smile. At one point, near the end, our eyes met and I saw the bottom half hidden, but you kept dancing with your friends without any problems ... You're growing, you're more mature, though we stuck all the time, both learned to let go a little hand, and that's wonderful, because it is part of life, your growth and my growth as a mom. Silvi
thy bosom came to congratulate you, like Lucia and both said how beautiful you've been.
That pride you feel this morning Valen! ... I think I used the word "pride" many times in this post, but there is no other way to describe what we feel when we see you there.
Thank you for life so happy, make us happy every day with these little things, which for us are immense.
We love you son!
Here are some pics, I released an album on facebook, so many of you probably saw them, so for those who did not see here are some photos of this beautiful day.
The world's most beautiful smile! ... Trying on the hat last night.
My handsome knight, ready to act. At home before going to the garden
Healthy the photo as a gentleman
With Lucy, my teacher integration. It shows the affection that you have not it, lol!
onstage riding a horse ... the godmother of emotion took the picture for either side, lol!
round dance with my friends.
Korea umbrella, with the help of Lu came out really cute!
With Silvi, my teacher.
Kiss my dad was happy and proud of my performance.
Ceci With my godmother did not lose my spot.
With "Titi" (my aunt) and my "Tata" (abu mother)
With directors of the garden, Charles and Nati, who love Valen.
A year of "Knight" to celebrate this May 25, day of the bicentennial of our country.
very nervous and anxious, but happy you got your outfit, your black hat and your new shoes to match. You were beautiful!, But what made me happiest was to see you so happy and so excited about what would happen while later ..
As you get dressed (this year without having to negotiate with candy or cookies let you change it wonderfully well) with your sweet little voice told me, "Mom, sir!". You were so happy to perform, to share with your colleagues, you had the night before when you tried your hat, a smile from ear to ear. We
Garden and your breast and your teacher inclusive love died when you were so smart, jiji!, you were a gentleman of the period.
recommendation of them and my family, including your father, I decided to see hidden behind the doorframe, and eavesdrop to see you immediately. This was because last year (see entry) he acts for the July 9 and went out on stage and saw me standing in the background, you began to mourn and ran into my arms, there was no way you could convince that person to return with friends to complete the act, we wept and all the photos came out with a pot to the ground, lol!. You had tested more than good for that act, even your integrator then (Leti) had been outside, because you integrate, participate and you can deal with each test a fantastic, like the rest of your classmates. But your mastitis that day broke down and your participation lasted two seconds.
So providing your possible reaction we decided to make that decision, I would be in secret, lest they see me, Dad would film and your godmother would take the photos.
was beautiful!, You came on stage riding a horse with a cart (the horse made with a broom handle and the cart of cardboard), greet the audience, gave a turn and get out. Such was the emotion I felt, that hidden and everything, I could not help being moved while your godmother would say, "Do not cry, do not cry you're gonna make me mourn me." I saw so great, so nice, it was impossible not long mom a tear, so long a few, jajaj!. I was so happy, so proud of you my King ...
After that came a "core" with umbrellas, which were decorated with blue and white ribbons. Mom made the best he could yours, it is not very good at crafts, but with love, everything is fixable. To dance with the umbrella in hand needs the help of Lucia, and with your support, was gorgeous.
When it was over we went with dad to meet you, fill you with kisses and told you how proud we were of you.
As I told you Tata (grandfather) and Titi (your aunt, you shall be called), who did not want to lose your performance and went to see you, thrashing with both eyes looking for me everywhere, but you stayed calm and a smile. At one point, near the end, our eyes met and I saw the bottom half hidden, but you kept dancing with your friends without any problems ... You're growing, you're more mature, though we stuck all the time, both learned to let go a little hand, and that's wonderful, because it is part of life, your growth and my growth as a mom. Silvi
thy bosom came to congratulate you, like Lucia and both said how beautiful you've been.
That pride you feel this morning Valen! ... I think I used the word "pride" many times in this post, but there is no other way to describe what we feel when we see you there.
Thank you for life so happy, make us happy every day with these little things, which for us are immense.
We love you son!
Here are some pics, I released an album on facebook, so many of you probably saw them, so for those who did not see here are some photos of this beautiful day.
The world's most beautiful smile! ... Trying on the hat last night. 
My handsome knight, ready to act. At home before going to the garden 
Healthy the photo as a gentleman 
With Lucy, my teacher integration. It shows the affection that you have not it, lol! 
onstage riding a horse ... the godmother of emotion took the picture for either side, lol! 
round dance with my friends. 
Korea umbrella, with the help of Lu came out really cute! 
With Silvi, my teacher. 
Kiss my dad was happy and proud of my performance. 
Ceci With my godmother did not lose my spot. 
With "Titi" (my aunt) and my "Tata" (abu mother) 
With directors of the garden, Charles and Nati, who love Valen. Wednesday, June 2, 2010
24 Hour Laundromat Chinese
Felicidades Lucas Basquiat
Lucas reaches age 8 at his home in Valencia and he and his feline brother Nino.
A lack of recent photographs, including video of Luke from his YouTube channel.
Lucas reaches age 8 at his home in Valencia and he and his feline brother Nino.
A lack of recent photographs, including video of Luke from his YouTube channel.
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http://www.fotolog.com/misgatos/
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