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Six Month Milestones

08.17.08

Olympics are jacking up my sleep schedule. I get home late and then I just have to watch the Olympics we recorded on our TiVo. Even with fast-forwarding, I’ve been staying up to three in the morning. Whenever I watch the Olympics, I always get inspired. As I get older, my options of realistically making it to the Olympics get more limited. I remember when the Utah Olympics had that sport where you slid a “thingee” on the ice to try to make it onto a target…that may be my best chance if that ever returns to the Olympics. I like to sweep. I’m going to have to start training, I wonder if Ice Palace will let me bring in my own broom.

Last night, we had this HUGE flying cockroach in our living room. If only I had thought to videotape the shenanigans that followed. Scott tells me to get the RAID as he starts to roll up the newspaper. Why? I ask as I watch his fist clench his 5″ long newspaper tube. “To back me up, Keao.” Hmmm, I wonder if this was in our wedding vows. I really should have paid more attention. I grab the Raid and I watch as Scott takes the first try. This huge “moth-like” creature is flying figure eights in our living room and Scott is trying to swat it…crippled by his fear of roaches…as he cringes and ducks as he futilely swings his short little newspaper tube. He’s nowhere near the roach. But he seems to be creating updrafts that the roach is now cruising in. It landed on the wall and Scott ran and swatted the wall, but he flinches at the last moment and hits the wall a full two feet below the roach. Then, I jump in the mix with the RAID trying to spray it as it flies erratically around our heads, thus creating a mist of pesticide around our heads. It was a good five minutes of Scott frantically swatting at air with his eyes closed and me trying to spray an almost empty RAID can before we managed to decimate that sucker. Oh, I hate flying roaches.

Hey, little HB turned six months old. Although, you can probably figure out her real name from the pictures. She’s so cute. She sits perfectly and I think six months of picture-taking has trained her well. Liz was trying to feed her but everytime she heard the shutter clicking, she instantly looked at the camera. That-a-girl!!! Her blue eyes are more gray by now, so stunning.

Hey, tomorrow is Hoops Jam if anyone wants to help out.

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A cute little 2 year old fairy playing under our mango tree

08.13.08

I have to catch up…last week Friday, Scott and I watched Ali. Her dad called us the night before and he was in a bind. Of course, we’ll watch her!!! We adore her. She calls us “Uncle Scott” and “Auntie Mama.” Pua taught her to call me Auntie Mama and her pronounciation has gotten so much better since the days of calling “Unkle Sock.”

The only downfall was they brought her at some unforgiveable early hours…it was like 7:30 or something. Sheesh. Actually, she looked tired too but her parents dashed any hope that she might take a nap. She’s so adorable, she just talks non-stop. And she spent most of the day in our car. We had to give Jasen a ride to Waipahu and we were a little worried because we remembered how much she hates her carseat. I sat in the back with a DVD player and like 5 kiddie movies. She was so well-behaved but the movies didn’t really keep up with her rapidly shifting attention. She would watch 10 minutes of a movie and then ask for another movie. And she hadn’t eaten breakfast because all we had was rice and iced tea…oh, and japanese hard candy. Actually, I did kind of feed her 3 chocolate chip cookies cause I felt bad that she must be hungry. So we told her that we would stop at McDonalds. Oh, that made her day. It also made the 35 minute drive to Waipahu very long as she kept looking out the window at H-3 and asking for “donohds?” And she kept up the questioning the whole drive back.

And then we had to drive out to Temple Valley and I offered to drive this time and give Scott a break. I put Ali in the car, climb in…and to my surprise, Scott jumps in the back with Ali and leaves me sitting alone in the front. Humph!!! I see where I rank.

Then, we let her play in the backyard with Charlie and made her a little pool out of Scott’s diving bin. I think she had fun. So much fun, that when her babysitter showed up to pick her up, Ali started crying and clinging to us. Oh, it broke my heart. I was this close to calling in sick so she could stay at our house all day. Oh, how we love her.

Here she is with fairy wings in our back yard. What a little angel!!!

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