Close to my Heart…

A lot of people often ask me why I never post pics of my own kids, besides the fact that they run the other way at the first glance of my big ol’camera. They HATE me taking pic’s of them. This was an idea my siblings and I had as a Christmas gift for our Mom and Dad “Let’s get pictures of all the grandkids together!”. Well easier said than done. Since I live in Los Angeles and my siblings are in San Diego, we made a plan to meet half way, and where else than the Beautiful Beautiful Beautiful San Juan Capistrano Mission. If you haven’t been it is a must. First let me start by saying as we were driving down there it started to rain. We quickly found shelter across the street at Starbucks waiting for the first glimpse of sunshine. Some coffee and 6 hot chocolates later, we got the kids dressed and walked across the street. Now comes the easy part right?…WRONG…taking pictures of 7 kids (YES! I do include my teenage son as one of the kids because believe it or not HE was the most difficult of all.) was no easy task. I wish I had captured a picture of my sister jumping up and down to get everyone’s attention and my brother singing to his baby boy.

A few hours of jumping, singing, kids complaining, and our tummy’s growling, we called it

” A WRAP!”

It was all worth it when we saw the look on our mom’s surprised face when she opened up her canvas gallery wrap.

I don’t think I have ever seen her cry like that before.

(from left to right: Cristian (my older sisters son), Gianna (my little sisters daughter), Nico (my teenage son), Baby Karlo Jr. ( my brothers son), Paulina (my older sisters daughter), Diego ( my middle child), and last but not least my terror Ava.)

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