Beaner

It would appear that I'm more Mexican than I thought. I realized this last, when Denny admitted that he was probably the one who got us sick. My first thought was, Stab him... stab him now!

• It makes me giggle when the whites speak Spanish. You all sound ridiculous.
• I'm not afraid of being stabbed/kidnapped/raped when visiting Mexico. (my husband's list of reasons not to go)
• I drank water there, nothing happened. You big babies.
• Fresh lemon makes any food better.
• I see no problem with stuffing a van full of people.
• I sometimes speak louder than necessary, especially around my mom. Her family pretty much shouts at one another.
• Just because I'm home, doesn't mean I don't work. I won't do everything.This isn't the 50's.
• I get offended when referred to as "white." I may only be half, but I'm Hispanic. Do not call my babies white either, I'll punch you.
• My kids will always hear Spanish at home, even if it's just a few words. Sophie already has her colors and numbers down.
• My girls will have Quinceañeras. Sweet Sixteens are for losers.
• I actually like my family.
• If I see something awesome on the side of the road, I will stop to get it.
• I've caught myself saying, "why you crying?"
• I don't go near water at night, La Llorona will get me.
• I often wish Denny spoke Spanish, so that I could make fun of people with him.
• I get cravings for beans and rice.
• Who needs forks/spoons when you have tortillas? Our first time eating at a Mexican restaurant, Denny just stared at me, as I ate my entire meal with my tortillas.
• Lotería kicks Bingo's ass.
• My kids run around in diapers/undies in the summer. They are little kids. Stop being a perv.
  
• Denny has informed me that I sometimes speak like my mom. Ch = Sh. Choes, chower, chut up. You get the idea.
• I have every intention of yelling at kids that make my babies sad.
  

I'm sure there are lots of other things.