spoiled huh?!?

it has been brought to my attention that some people have it stuck in their mind that my siblings and i are spoiled brats. i find this sentence to be funny actually. first and foremost i find it odd that people run their mouth about something that they know nothing about, and secondly why on earth would they think they can. so i would like to set a few things straight...
according to urban dictionary:

spoiled brat: a kid who was bought anything they wanted when they were growing up and everything they see no matter what or whos it is they feel they must have and if they dont get it they will throw a fit like a brat until they get it.

for those of you who do not know my parents, especially my dad, let me tell you, this shit would not fly in our house! are you kidding?! for the love of God, i grew up on n.russell. in a normal family home. i remember wanting to buy "squeeze its" when we were little and my mom saying no that they were to expensive and to grab the TANG. my parents have done very well for themselves. my mom was a stay at home mom (probably one of the hardest jobs ever) until we went to school and then she started doing the books for my dads farming business and running the c.c.d. program at our church. and when my dad first came to the united states he was working on a ranch in nipomo. moving pipes, picking crops, and any handy work the man needed around the farm. i find nothing to be glorious about the job, or the $1.64/hour that he was getting paid to do it. the family he worked for were great people from what ive heard, but it was a hard job nonetheless. they eventually opened their own business and have done very well. ive heard my dad say that he has eaten dirt many of days to give us the life we have. it makes me proud to be his kid. what they have is because of their hard work. i get pretty annoyed when i hear people say how lucky my parents are. ummm luck!?!? yeah that doesnt really have much to do with it!
and with that little tad bit of background, it brings me to myself and my siblings. yes we have been very blessed with amazing hard working parents who feel that if they have the ability to, they want to help us as much as they can. but i would hardly call us spoiled brats. we are all very aware of what we have been given and very grateful to our parents for that. yes ive gone around the united states, ive been to canada and mexico, and to pico (portugal) many of times. i was bought a brand new car when i was 16 by a man that at the age of 16 got his first bike...to share with his 6 siblings. i also have planted 13 acres of squash one summer when i thought i would be a smart ass and do bad in school, my parents thought it would be a good way to show me responsibility. ive worked at our nursery, seeding broccoli every saturday for over a year. my brother and sisters have done all of this with me.
and now that i am a parent, i can not imagine not doing this for my kids if i could. why wouldnt i? is it a crime to want better for your own children?!? and to help them have that? i think not. i feel like people can say what they want to say. i know that we know who we are, that we know where we came from, and we are grateful for the parents that God blessed us with! and for those of you who still feel the need to run your mouth...kiss this spoiled brats a$$ :)

am i adopted?!

have you ever stopped and wondered...am i really one of them?!? if it wasnt for my huge lips, that i get from my avo (my dads mom), or my snappy attitude, that i get from my grandma (my moms mom), i would probably be left wondering this more often than not! lol! my family is a perfect example of how 4 kids can be made from the same 2 adults and raised their whole lives in the same household, and still come out so differently.
my dad is f.o.b., or fresh off the airplane as my husband likes to call it, cause he didnt technically come here on a boat! he met my mom and after 6 yrs of marriage they had my sister b. although she is the oldest...she does not hold the typical oldest child role. she is laid back, care free, and pretty easy going. 15 months later, my sister angela was born. she has more of the personality of the oldest child. she wants to take care of everyone. she still packs us all snack bags when we go on trips. not that i am complaining at all! 2 yrs after that, my brother paul was born. he was the kid that hid behind my mom when people would talk to him. he was, and sometimes still is, so shy. and theeeeeen there was me! i always say that when i was born i made our family complete therefore my parents decided to not have any more kids. my sisters like to say that they stopped having kids cause they were scared of duplicating me! i am BY FAR the most outgoing, loud, obnoxious, and over the top one out of all of us! but duh...i wouldnt have it any other way! (dont ask my sisters..they may answer differently!).
My dad was always the disciplinary. lets be honest...he still is. luis often laughs at me because i still care so much what my parents think, so i ask their advice on practically everything. he likes to say i am scared of them. my dad always made the rules, but since my mom was home with us more than he was, she was the enforcer. so not the fun job. and she would always tell me that a mother never has a favorite child, but that you treat each kid according to their own personality. this is something i totally understand now as a mom.
i still often think of how crazy it is that we all came from my parents, and were all raised together, yet we still came out so differently. but honestly i am so glad. i would shoot myself if there were 4 kids like me, none of us would get a word in edge wise. or if there were 4 pauls, our family would be silent and never talk. or 4 angelas, there would be 4 to many chiefs and no indians. or 4 b's, there would be no fighting. oh wait...that doesnt sound to bad! lol!!

my sisters and i can fight until the cows come home (paul rarely gets into them, even when i try to talk to him about it, he stays out...such a man!) but let me tell you, i would be lost without them. the 3 of them are honestly my first best friends. i know that no matter what i can count on them, and they will always be there. it is because of them that i myself want to have 4 kids. i want to give my kids what i have.