Sunday, June 27, 2010

Hello from NY

OK, it has been a very long time since our last post but here they come. To start this is our house. It is a little brick house. Funny that. In fact, the neighborhood we live in is called the bricks. All the homes are made of brick. . . . The scary thing is that this house has a lot of similarities to our old house in Provo. Jonas is mowing the lawn in the picture.

Here is Eli playing out front.


Last week we went into NYC. Our fist place to visit was the Natural History Museum. Being at the Museum made me think of Nate Hales The Dinosaurs Night Before Christmas.

Hanging out in Central Park

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Poor Eli

I sure hope this does not confuse Eli. People want to dress up our boys like girls starting with Jonas. Well, I think he makes a better looking boy than a girl but you go ahead and decide.












Monday, January 18, 2010

Forget looking in between the couch cushions


I get a phone call with a very frustrated Jill on the other end. "The washer is not working!". Great, another problem with the house. So I get home and the stupid washer will not drain. So I pull out the manual and go straight to the troubleshoot section. OK, open this trap door, drain excess water, unscrew drain trap clear debris right? Not so fast. After struggling with the stupd plug for 45 minutes a penny all of the sudden falls out along with the follwing:
- $3.37 in coins
- 3 coins from china
- 3 paper clips
- 1 nail file
- My motorcycle key that I have been missing for 2 years
- a piece of linolium
- A craft brad
- a big ball of lint
- a piece of metal tubing of unkown origin
Glad to say that the washer is up an running.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Bathroom humor

So there we were, Jill, Jills good friend emily and I visiting in Jonas's room. Jonas said he had a joke. He begins by saying 'Knock Knock' and Jill said 'who's there?', 'Pee pee, poo poo". Jill slightly embarassed, quickly scolded him by saying "Jonas!, that is bathroom humor". So Jonas with a wided eye frozen stare and a cute little smile looked at Jill then quickly ran to the bathroom and yelled "PEE PEE, POO POO!!".

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Jonsas loving leaf day

So I finally got the chance to work in the yard and rake up all the leaves and Jonas discovered how fun it is to jump in the pile. It was fun watching but it was not fun raking them back into a pile 5 or 6 times.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

My Father Gabino G. Ayalas eulogy

I would like to give thanks to all those that have showed support and wished their condolences. I have decided to post his eulogy that was read at my fathers funeral service. I will miss my father greatly but am grateful for the life that he provided for me.


Gabino Galeana Ayala

- Born 18 of January 1934 to Joaquin Ayala and Antonia Galeana Lepes in Tecpen de Galeana, in the state of Guerrero Mexico.
- Gabino, after starting First grade showed advanced knowledge in mathematics, a subject he learned well working in his Aunts small market, and was moved to the third grade
- Before he could complete the third grade, his family needing his help in the family business pulled him from school to work in the store ending my father’s formal education.
- At six years old, Gabino moved to Chihuahua, Mexico to live with an aunt to help manage a small market.
- At ten he then moved back to Acapulco with another Aunt to assist her and her business.
- By the age of 12, he began working for himself doing multiple jobs to help support his mother.
o In one job he would rent a small fishing boat and would fish in Acapulco bay with only a hook and fishing line. He would catch the fish, bring it to market and sell his catch to pay for the boat, give money to his mother and save just enough for him to buy sweet bread.
o He would go to the hills to collect wood to sell as firewood.
o He worked from time to time as a farm hand
o He also planted his own crops selling his harvest in a local market
o From the crops he would also collect the seeds and sell the seeds to other farmers
o He was also a builder building small homes for families
- At 16 he saved enough money to pay for his first mode of transportation, a bicycle.
- At the age of 17 he migrated to the Mexico US border where he worked as a field worker beginning with picking Cotton.
- He worked several years as a migrant worker in Texas as wherein he saved enough money to Marry Hortensia Estrada Ayala and to have her brought to the United States.
- After marrying our mother he moved to Los Angeles, CA and began working with his brother Raymundo Ayala, as an auto body painter. After learning the trade he demonstrated great skill and was quickly promoted as a lead painter.
- Working in Beverly Hills, my Fathers recognition brought clients in requesting personal custom paint jobs for individuals such as Mohamed Ali, Ronald Reagan, Elvis Presley (Painting a Cadillac gold),Disney Studios and so forth.
- My father ultimately was promoted as a manager of the Auto Body department at Dean Smith Lincoln Mercury Cadillac in Beverly Hills.
- In the Seventies, my parents invested in mixed rental and retail property
- My father then opened a restaurant, El Azteca Mexican Restaurant, located on the property and would manage the restaurant and rentals in the evenings
- In the 1980’s my father developed asthma from inhaling years of paint fumes and was forced into retirement from the auto body industry.
- Gabino continued on managing the Restaurant and rental property after retiring from Auto body painting
- Soon after together with our mother Hortensia, Gabino began new retail ventures selling women’s fashion apparel and accessories
- This led to a successful seasonal business in Palm Desert, CA
- As a result, Gabino’s entrepreneurial efforts, he inspired his children to open businesses of their own.
- Gabino and Hortensia Ayala had 5 children and is survived by his wife Hortensia Ayala, Daughters Martha, Leticia, Patricia, son Gerry and their four grandchildren Sophia, Trevor, Jonas and Elias.

Saturday, August 8, 2009

California Swimmin


The Ayala family picked up and went to visit family in California this weekend. We went to show off Elias and to attend Sofias' (Jonas's and Eli's cousin) birthday pool party. For three weeks we have had Jonas in swim lessons with limited progress. He enjoys the class but had been struggling in putting his head underwater. It started out as expected but it all changed when he started diving for toy torpedos that he would throw in. By the end of the party, I could not get him out of the pool. He had turned into a little fish.