2 groupies in Las Vegas celebrating 4 years of parenting… Last night was mind-blowing. ❤️
2 groupies in Las Vegas celebrating 4 years of parenting… Last night was mind-blowing. ❤️
2 groupies in Las Vegas celebrating 4 years of parenting… Last night was mind-blowing. ❤️
2 groupies in Las Vegas celebrating 4 years of parenting… Last night was mind-blowing. ❤️
2 groupies in Las Vegas celebrating 4 years of parenting… Last night was mind-blowing. ❤️
This little peanut is turning 4 today 🎉No sappy stuff. Just fun facts: His fav songs are Master of Puppets and Thunderstruck AND he started his day in Vegas. I mean… Viva Cairo! Feliz cumple campeón ✨
Dale nomás! 🤭🥊
📷 @diegolarez
Dale nomás! 🤭🥊
📷 @diegolarez
Dale nomás! 🤭🥊
📷 @diegolarez
Dale nomás! 🤭🥊
📷 @diegolarez
Dale nomás! 🤭🥊
📷 @diegolarez
As a kid, you’d spot me near the exit of acting classes, gripping my cherished, lucky feather that embodied my dream to fly far away from where I felt trapped. I’d even be holding hands with those spooky yet enthralling creatures I totally wanted to be buddies with. And yep, right there, holding onto the hat from my old “I’m just a gigolo” gig.
We do change a lot, but maybe not like, crazy much…🫣💖🐣
De chiquita probablemente me encontrarías saliendo de mis clases de teatro con @derosa.graciela agarrando mi pluma de la suerte que representaba mi sueño de volar lejos de donde me sentía atrapada. O quizás me verías dándole la mano a esas criaturas que me asustaban y me fascinaban al mismo tiempo, de las cuales moría por ser amiga, o simplemente sosteniendo el gorro de mi show bailando “I’m just a gigolo”.
Cambiamos, mucho, pero quizás no tanto…
😌💗🤭
As a kid, you’d spot me near the exit of acting classes, gripping my cherished, lucky feather that embodied my dream to fly far away from where I felt trapped. I’d even be holding hands with those spooky yet enthralling creatures I totally wanted to be buddies with. And yep, right there, holding onto the hat from my old “I’m just a gigolo” gig.
We do change a lot, but maybe not like, crazy much…🫣💖🐣
De chiquita probablemente me encontrarías saliendo de mis clases de teatro con @derosa.graciela agarrando mi pluma de la suerte que representaba mi sueño de volar lejos de donde me sentía atrapada. O quizás me verías dándole la mano a esas criaturas que me asustaban y me fascinaban al mismo tiempo, de las cuales moría por ser amiga, o simplemente sosteniendo el gorro de mi show bailando “I’m just a gigolo”.
Cambiamos, mucho, pero quizás no tanto…
😌💗🤭
As a kid, you’d spot me near the exit of acting classes, gripping my cherished, lucky feather that embodied my dream to fly far away from where I felt trapped. I’d even be holding hands with those spooky yet enthralling creatures I totally wanted to be buddies with. And yep, right there, holding onto the hat from my old “I’m just a gigolo” gig.
We do change a lot, but maybe not like, crazy much…🫣💖🐣
De chiquita probablemente me encontrarías saliendo de mis clases de teatro con @derosa.graciela agarrando mi pluma de la suerte que representaba mi sueño de volar lejos de donde me sentía atrapada. O quizás me verías dándole la mano a esas criaturas que me asustaban y me fascinaban al mismo tiempo, de las cuales moría por ser amiga, o simplemente sosteniendo el gorro de mi show bailando “I’m just a gigolo”.
Cambiamos, mucho, pero quizás no tanto…
😌💗🤭
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keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable ~ mary oliver 🕊️
📷@bernardodoral
keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable ~ mary oliver 🕊️
📷@bernardodoral