On top of prepping for VBS at church this weekend, our super sweet and uber talented brother-in-law, Nic, had some gigs with his Latin band Milonga in town and in Portland, which drew our family down from Tumwater and Spokane to see his shows. So Saturday night we had the house full, the wine was poured, the guitars were pulled out, and the little boys played like ferral children with their cousin Esai. It was a fun and special night.
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| La Familia: Aaron and me in the back row. From left to right, Esai, Mario, Jane, Cris, Rita and Nic. |
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| I love this picture of Aaron with his mom. At this point there was mariachi BLARING on the sound machine and Jane was giving her grown son a lesson on Mexican dancing, which Aaron, after a few too many glasses of wine, had decided to do a mock-Mexican boxing match with her instead. At the end of it, we were all cracking up. |
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| Our home is always filled with music. I love that our boys can grow up around real musicians, hearing real music on real instruments. Aaron practices his guitar daily, and Andres still thinks that he plays it for him at bedtime. |
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| Aaron's inspiration growing up was his father, Mario, who was part of a Christian band when Aaron was little. He was privy to witness the behind-the-scenes of band practice in the living room, following the gigs around the country, and the sad and eventual unravelling of the band in the end. But the fire was started within Aaron, and he still burns with making music. |
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