Wednesday, April 27, 2011

so samuel: showing our Hawaiian life

During lunch today (he stayed home from school
with a cough. Unfortunately, kids get sick in paradise) I got a chance to catch up with Samuel.
Me: What are you going to be when you grow up?
S: Good
Me: What are you going to do for your job?
S: Sweep the floor
Me: How are you going to make money?
S: I am going to do chores for people


It looks like a lesson on careers is in order. He used to say that he was going to be a red Power Ranger. I wonder what happened to that?


Here is a little slice of our Hawaiian life through photos of Samuel:


We go to garage sales a lot. Moving sales are the best. Most of what we have is from people leaving the island. It has been a great way to pick up essentials and some not so essentials. This is Samuel with his new cell phone (minus the SIM card). My favorite part? The case attached to his basketball shorts.
Japanese class. Once a week, and maybe a tiny not geared towards little kids. This where I saw that Samuel must have over 200 ways to sit in a chair. He did about 75 of them during this class. And I counted to 10 about that same amount trying not to interfere.
We go to the pool a lot. It is a beautiful pool, with amazing views and hardly anyone uses it. The kids like to take a ton of stuff (and then want whatever someone else has) when we go. This was the snorkel gear (or snorkelers as Samuel calls them) phase. (We feed him, I swear. But at the potluck lunch yesterday, he took some carrots, celery, cucumbers, and crackers. He went back for more celery. He also had a piece of cake. He didn't finish the cake.)
He has two speeds, a million miles an hour, or asleep. This is on the way to the beach after an already full day.
Since we have moved here, the kids have made the switch from tub to shower. Seems like a milestone. I asked him to hang the towels up. This is what I got.


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Monday, April 25, 2011

to my heart

The posed, matchy, happy photos.  Yes, I love them.  My eye are always drawn towards them.  But my heart?  My heart likes the candid shots.  The ones that remind me how our life really is.  

Like this one.  Reminds me how I had big plans for the kids' day off of school.  A playgroup to do Easter eggs, lunch at the beach... but Eva woke up with a fever so this is what they did all day.  
This one Maximus was super hungry (which is the case ever 120 minutes, I need to do something about that).  He doesn't usually complain much so when he is hungry or tired it is pretty easy to tell.  We could all learn a lesson from that :).  So, nice Auntie was trying to help Maximus find some eggs and he was so sad.  I love that sad face.
And this one will help me remember the day that we went to the easter egg hunt and before they let the kids find the eggs, they had a show.  It had puppets, some hip hop, a play... all about Jesus.  Then someone came out and asked who wanted to be born again.  All the kids stepped forward, including mine.  
At the same event, after my kids got saved, they let them find eggs.  My friend, Ani, snapped a family photo for me.  Samuel is checking out his stash and gets inside his bag to do it.   One day, he just might get all mature and actually look at a camera without me threatening to take a toy or candy away if he doesn't.  But, for now, this one shows the real us.  Oh, and I just realized he isn't wearing shoes.  Now, I am wondering if he wore shoes at all at this event.  We are adjusting to HI just fine, aren't we?
And this one.  This is a meal that KARL made.  Okay, the ugly deviled eggs are my fault, but everything else Karl did.  Honey baked ham, herb roasted potatoes, spinich salad with candied macadamia nuts (he candied them).  I told him I was sad and was missing my family, and maybe we should move back.  I went and delivered some easter treats, came back and this was all in the works.  Later, he said he thought I was going to cry so he wanted to do something.  It totally worked.  The fancy food seriously cheered me up.  Or more that he thought to do this.  Good food and acts of kindness are totally the way to my heart.  And it looks like we will be staying in Kauai a while longer.
Matchy matchy easter outfits and posed photos coming soon...

Friday, April 22, 2011

stalking you, stalking me, you're a fan

I wanted to fix one of the settings on the blog and so I started clicking around.  Stumbled across one of the things that lets you know how many times a page has been viewed and what not.  "Wow," I thought, "A lot of people are interested in my family snowboarding."  Like, over 1400 people.  After clicking around I figured out that most of the people that have viewed my blog are SERIOUS David Archuleta fans and were linking from his fan sites.  All gushing over the photo of him and Eva.  Someone even went as far as to make the photo of little Eva and David Archuleta her screen saver because the photo makes her happy.  That's okay with me, photos of Eva make me happy, too.  And I can't help but figure that David Archuleta fans have got to be the most harmless people out there, if anything, just a bit motherly (looks like my photo caused some scolding to him via twitter for not wearing a helmet.  Sorry David).  

So, there you have it.  My blog is a hit (among David Archuleta fans).

Here's a little experiment.  
Let's see if this awesome photo of Karl and Pierce Brosnan gets any attention:
I mean, he and Karl look they are practically BFFs eating lunch together, right?  That with my awesome iphone caption skills, I am pretty sure any true Pierce Brosnan fan would want this as a screen saver.  But I'm kind of thinking his fans probably aren't as sweet as David's.  

And since I'm on the subject of being a fan.  I am a fan of that huge Ahi Wrap from the Kilauea Fish Market that Samuel is holding.  It was so good.  I didn't get a good photo of it (gasp! I am really letting my inner self go) but any photo wouldn't even do this wrap justice.  Even if I wasn't on an island where food is mostly kind of, meh, this wrap would still be delicious.  Just ask Samuel, he ate practically  the whole thing.  Eva is eating the burrito, it was about half as good.

So, I'm thinking this photo of the Ahi wrap might generate the most action.  It was that good.
Looks like I will never fix my blog.  Too easily distracted.  
*Oh, and this is also a little lesson on not putting stuff on line that I don't want spread around, right?

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

baby gear i love: for the first six months



I went back and read this and realize that I could have gotten my point across in about a tenth of the words.  Oh well, that would just be too simple, I guess.
I am pretty sure my interest in stuff/ things is above average.  So, when baby #3 was on his way, I did some major research on baby stuff.  Baby #2 had come six years earlier and so I had given away all my gear  and in replacing it all, I found that stuff had come a long long long way.  And, luckily, so have we.  I'd like to think we are a little smarter.  And if not smarter we at least can say we had a few more years of parenting experience under our belts.  We also weren't living on student loans anymore.  So I was looking at things through different eyes.  

After all my research and then actually trying stuff out, here are a few of my "can't live withouts."

Aden and Anais Muslin Swaddles are worth all the hype.  Pronounced AY-DEN and A-Nay or Ah Na ISe, I had heard about them from hip mommies all over.  The bamboo ones are super super silky and the the cotton ones hold a swaddle like no other.  Both have their place.  It leaves the tiny flannel baby blankets in the dust.  I use them to wipe spit up (they are thin and don't take up much room in the wash), cover the car seat for shade or privacy when sleeping, nursing cover stays home now so ones less thing to clutter the diaper bag (tie two corners together and it will stay on even when baby is doing gymnastics while eating), I can cover the baby when I am carrying him in my front carrier, I can even throw it over my shoulders when I am chilly (the cream bamboo one actually looks like a shawl), oh, and it is a great swaddler.  And while looking for photos of Maximus with his blankets when he was so young (I found a ton, especially from when he was a newborn and always swaddled) my heart ached a little as I miss that newborn baby.  They make a great gift, I know because I love the ones that I received.  I have used them everyday and it reminds of the loved ones that gave them to me.  One of the girls that I gave one to just stopped me and told me that they wash it several times a week because they use it so much.  

And while the swaddling blanket has its place, the swaddler had its place in the middle of the night.  In the fresh from the hospital, middle of the night fog, the last thing I could focus on was getting a great swaddle.  These swaddlers kept baby in a sturdy burrito, no matter how much I fumbledl  I used a couple of them, this one and this one.  Both worked great.  He only fit in them for a few weeks but they were so handy for those crucial foggy days.
With all the plastic scares and what nots I thought that it might be better to get glass bottles.  Some sights even said that freezing milk in plastic containers or bags will leech nutrients from the milk.  And I know that people have been using plastic and been just fine, but with so many weird health issues out there, I just wanted to play it safe.  Most of the glass bottles are expensive.  But Evenflo Classic Glass Bottles are actually really affordable.  The classic shape is really cute and they are cheap enough to buy them to store frozen milk.  The best part?  They fit with all the Medela and Ameda pump and feeding accessories.  So I can pump right into these glass gems and I'm good to go (out to dinner with husband or to book club or whatever while someone else takes a turn to feed baby.  Awesome).  Maximus is six months now and the 4 oz. size is all I have needed so far.  But I have some 8 oz. ones ready for when he needs more. 
The pump that has worked the best for me is the Ameda hand pump that they gave me at the hospital.  It looks kind of funny but the simple design makes it so much easier to use than the Medela and Avent ones that I used before.  No weird handles that stick out and get in the way and a few less pieces to wash or get chewed up in the disposal (am I the only one that does that?).  And since I remember a time when the mention of a breast pump might have embarrassed me, I'll spare y'all the picture.   

Oh while I am on the TMI track, my favorite nursing bra is this one from Target.  I have alway thought that even if I was for some awesome reason I was a kajillionaire, I would still like a good deal.  So, price still holds a lot of weight when I am factoring in awesomeness but this one did its job just as well as the ones that cost 5 times as much.  

So, nature is amazing.  I believe that with all my heart.  But I will have to argue with the part where I get stretched out enough to carry a full human being and then I deliver the baby and then I am supposed to lift my shirt to feed him.  I can handle the sight but I don't want other people to have to handle it.  Enter the nursing tank.  They are amazing for this purpose.  Target helped me out here, too.  I have a one fancy one and two from Target.  The fancy one has clasps that take two hands to do and undo.  Um, baby in one arm means I don't have any extra hands.  Those belly band things are also handy for this purpose too.  You know, just keeping the back warm, hiding the gushy belly, it's all good.

Newborns are a little bit confusing for me.  Okay, a lot a bit.  There are two things that helped me understand him (and if I had a nickel for every time I wish I had this knowledge with my first two I could buy, um, something awesome).  One is the concept from Dunstan Baby Language and one is from Tracy Hogg in Secrets of the Baby Whisperer.  From Dunstan I took just two things, when he is making the "N" sound he is hungry and when he is making the "E" sound he is gassy.  I just checked the videos out at that library.  There are a few short clips online, too.  It has been pretty accurate and very helpful.  From Hogg I learned the pattern eat, activity, sleep, your time or "E.A.S.Y."  That pattern has helped me refrain from just feeding or bouncing the baby when he is sad.  I can usually figure out what he needs just from this pattern.  Invaluable bits of info for me.  



I spent a lot of time researching baby carriers.  I ended up with this Ergo and it has been great.  It hurts my back a lot less than a Baby Bjorn and it is supposedly better for the baby's hips.  It has a little head cover that is attached and stores in the front pocket. I used a couple of different slings when he was too small for the Ergo.   And maybe because it was designed by a mom in Maui, but this one is supposedly less hot than others. I will forever have fond memories that include this thing because this is usually what I use at the beach.  The first time Karl tried it on with Maximus, baby cried.  Now Karl won't wear it.  He would rather use the hiking backpack  or just carry him in the car seat or his arms.

It's easy to get enticed by all the shiny, plasticky, loud toys out there.  But it turns out that babies don't need all that.  I got this Swish at Gap Kids on black friday for like a billion percent off.  Baby was able to hold it  and play with it (with his hands AND feet) early on.  Okay, so maybe I could live without this one, but as far as baby toys go, this one is a winner. 

Baby gear takes up a lot of space.  It is so easy for a house to get overrun with baby gear.  A couple of things that I am sure that I could do without but have loved having are the Bumbo and an exersaucer.  I don't know that I would really buy a Bumbo, but someone actually gave us one when we got to the island.  I have loved having it.  It was especially great before Maximus could sit up.  He would sit for a little while and play with his left foot.  Yes, always his left foot.  And now, when I don't get in the shower when he is asleep, I strip him down and stick him in the bumbo.  He sits in the shower with me, out of the stream of water.  I wash up, then when I am all squeaky clean, I pick him up and wash him.  Then, I stick him back in the Bumbo so I can dry off.  For now, it totally works.  


Another thing that is helpful but I was willing to go without if  I couldn't borrow one or find a used one is an exersaucer type thing.  I think that every group of friends or family just needs one of these.  The kids only use it for a little while and they take up SO much room.  They come in handy when no one can hold the baby and he is bored of just laying there.  

Oh, and the thing that has helped me the most with this baby (besides a super helpful 8 year old daughter, but I can't really count that as gear, now can i?) is my iphone.  In the middle of the night, while unsuccessfully trying to remember which side I started nursing on the last time, I thought, "There has to be an app for this."  When they said, "There is an app for that," they meant it.  I checked and sure enough, there were several.  The one I chose was called Milk Monitor for there are fancier ones that keep track of dr. appointments, diapers, etc..  I just needed something simple.   Another thing the phone has helped me with is sitting still.  I actually don't do it well.  And nursing requires that.  I had tried watching TV (disturbs the rest of the family, baby only takes 5 minutes and that isn't enough time to watch a whole show, too much work to walk over to the TV), reading (books are cumbersome when trying to hold a baby),  just being still and enjoying the peace (I am just incapable, I start thinking of all the things I need to get done and I start feeling antsy), and none of those held me still very well.  But the iphone is the perfect size to hold in my hand and multitask while holding very still.  I can blog, FB, tweet, make grocery lists, look on Craigslist, shop... oh and it is so handy to have the camera and video features at my fingertips all the time.  I love technology.  

I will remember more stuff later but all of these have been floating in my head. Since I spent so much time researching these things, I am hoping I can save someone a little bit of time.  I could also do a few post on things I have wasted my money on, but this one took me six months to finally write.  I have thoroughly enjoyed this little guy.  And I am pretty sure all the gear that has helped me enjoy him.  

Friday, April 15, 2011

cute faces mean good parenting, right?

 I had one of those days.  One of those days where I kept asking Karl, "Why do they just let people have kids?"  And let me be clear.  It wasn't because of what my kids were doing.  It was because of my parenting skills.  Or I should say, lack of parenting skills.  The morning starting with, amidst the usual chaos, overhearing Samuel ask loudly (most questions he asks are loud.  It's an unfortunate fact that the louder you say something in this family, the higher the chance of you getting any sort of response), "When is Easter Egg day?"  In his six year old honesty, his single question let me know how well I had taught my son the meaning of Easter.  Not much more than days of coloring eggs, eating egg-shaped candy, and chucking eggs down big hills. Awesome parenting.
So then, the day goes on and and we go with a realtor to look at houses.  Phone rings around 1:15.  Instead of, "Hi Mom," sweet little Eva greets me with, "Mom, it's Wednesday."  Which means it's short day and I am 45 minutes late.  We rush to pick them up.  I send Karl into the office because the last time I went in, they scolded me for not having a local phone number.  We still don't.  It's on our list. 
Oh, just so no one tries to tell me that forgetting to pick your kids up early on early day doesn't make you a bad mom... how about the fact that this is the second time.  The last time this happened, I made sure to be on time the next day.  And the cute little Japanese crossing guard that always has the kids "give him five" when they cross, says to my kids, "Mommy no forget you today?"  


So, back to this bad parenting day...
Samuel starts to tell us about his awesome day on his field trip to the fire station.  That is when I remember the note that they sent home telling us about it.  And the mental note (which is as good as, well, I might as well write it on an Etch A Sketch.  And as soon as I start walking, it starts to disappear) I made to myself to remember to send Samuel in shoes.  Seriously, they put it in bold to send the kids in shoes on field trip days.  But my Etch-A-Sketch head sent Samuel to school in flip flops (or "slippers" as they call them here) as usual.  Poor Samuel was the ONLY kid with slippers on.  He said he was embarrassed.  Bad parenting.

On top of that, Eva had to pull a card.  She never has to pull cards.  She didn't do her homework.  I take the blame.  Maybe just because I was already having a bad parenting day but I think the real reason was because I scheduled the day super heavy (Japanese class, Hula class, and then a church activity) and Eva had zero down time that day.  Um, teacher?  Eva couldn't do her homework because her mom was too busy overscheduling her.
I wish I had an excuse.  Like, we are trying to figure out where we are going to live in August and that means a lot of decisions and decisions exhaust me.  I have some sort of self diagnosed decision induced narcolepsy or something.  But, I am afraid that this might me kind of normal for me and this day I cared that I am this way.  

As to not make this post entirely negative, I inserted a few photos that have been making me smile, lately.  Samuel, with his mouth wide open for the photo?  Normal.  Maximus with his mouth wide open for the photo?  This was a first.  Samuel taught him well, right?  We laughed pretty hard at this one.  And the last one?  This was taken with my phone.  My phone!  I stuck matching T-shirts in Eva and Samuel's Wednesday slot (they don't have much matchy stuff, Eva's is from our Chicago trip years ago and Samuel's is from Dillard's awesome clearance sale) and they came bouncing in after they got dressed.  We hurried and dressed Max in his (this one is from my awesome sister in law) and snapped a shot.  Bed head, puffy sleepy eyes, sitting on my bed, camera phone, and they look like a million bucks.  

Please judge my parenting skills by how cute my kids are.  Thanks.  

Monday, April 11, 2011

hiking for beginners

Hiking. Like camping, when I hear the word I think, "work." Like our camping trip, this was short and sweet and the gratification outweighed the work. The red rocks, the tropical plants, the canyon view, and the misty clouds all made the scenery so beautiful it almost seemed unreal.

So, tell me, why does it seem like I sometime lug my "real" camera around at times when I don't want to take that many photos and then l come here and I leave it in the car? I am amazed at and grateful the quality of the camera phone and how far they have come.

Karl's brother and his family just visited and we played non-stop. Even with a ten day visit, we didn't get to do everything we wanted to. Who knew that an island I knew nothing about just months ago would have so much to offer?

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

beach camping beginners


 And let me start off this post with a photo of Maximus because, well, that is just what I do.
Picked up this hiking backpack at a garage sale (they have awesome garage sales here) and though we are not hikers it makes the perfect spot to set a non sitting up yet, non sleepy baby on the beach.  

When I hear the word camping I think of 1) mosquito bites 2) cold at night 3) dirty everything 4) good times.  Well, it just so happens that numbers 1-3 are from my days of MOUNTAIN camping.  That is all I have done, really.  But on the beach it was different.  Loved it.  Yes, there was the massive amounts of preparing and packing (and it seems like one more kid means we need 6 times more stuff).  Yes, I did stress out because my idea of getting ready (planning for days ahead) and the husband's idea of getting ready (throwing stuff in the car 10 minutes after we were supposed to leave).  Those things weren't any different.  And neither were the good times that we had.

Kids happily playing in the sand, beautiful ocean scenery, and a rainbow.  
A sunset so pretty, I had to post two shots of it.

Splashing and boogie boarding until it's time to grill some dinner (why does food taste so good when you're camping?), roasting marshmallows, figuring out how to get the baby to sleep in a tent, sitting around the campfire and getting to know your friends a little better, playing some games, the kids running around until they are exhausted and crawl in the tent and fall asleep (without us telling them to go to bed!)... serious happy times.  
So let me tell you how the five of us ended up in this two man tent.  Remember how I said that the husband and I prepare differently?  One of those ways, I won't say which, is totally lame and stressful and ends up forgetting important things like tents.  So then a cute young couple was so sweet and slept under a tarp so we could use their tent.  The tent forgetter, I won't say who it is, wanted to sleep under the stars anyway.  One of us fell asleep as the tent forgetter was telling his findings on Google Sky (or something like that).  And it worked out that tent forgetter is the heaviest sleeper ever because he didn't even noticed when it rained on him.

So, here's the thing.  We lived minutes away from the mouth of two awesome canyons for FIVE years and camped up there once.  ONCE.  Lame.  

Let's hope we don't be that lame with beach camping.  Ha, and then maybe we'll have a chance to use our tent.  

Sunday, April 3, 2011

happy birthday to karl

Karl's birthday was last week.
I asked Samuel what kind of party we should have for Dad and he said, "An AWESOME party."  So awesome we did.
To make the morning special I made a crepe breakfast.  To make it even more special I made everyone personalized "awesome" hats.  I got the hat template from here, she is a party genius.  We thought the baby looked so cute in his mini hat.  But then again, we think everything about Maximus is cute.  He is showing off his tongue tied-ness here.  That is as far as he can stick it out and it pulls in the middle to make a little heart shape.  Oh, wait, this post is about Karl?  
 Crepes, Nutella, strawberries, berries, real maple syrup, bananas, strawberry cream cheese, peanut butter, and Karl entertaining the kids...
 Seems to me that breakfast is sometimes a way to just pack in a bunch of sugar in the morning.  But, hey, it was a celebration.
 To make the afternoon special, we headed to Grind Cafe for some local food for lunch
and stopped at Glass Beach.  The beach is actually full of little pebbles of smooth beach glass.  I guess once upon a time it was a glass dump.  Or something like that.  
I couldn't be there for the evening but to make it special I set up a big ol junk food and movie fest for them.  I bought all the junk food that Karl has ever shown interest in, popcorn, pizza rolls, nachos, root beer, M & Ms,  Robin Eggs, Fritos...and set up a laptop so they could watch a movie and have a party while I was gone.  And I was gone so I didn't have to witness Samuel having Red Vines and Hi-Chews for dinner. 
We did cake the next day.  You know, to drag out the celebration.  Just kidding, we ran out of hours on the birthday clock and we kind of forgot.  This photo shows the mess, that Eva still wasn't done with dinner, Karl's excellent candle extinguishing skills, and just how surprised Maximus looks half the time.  

Celebrating without extended family puts a lot of pressure on the immediate family.  The plus side is that we can wing it and do whatever.  And we are very good at that.

Friday, April 1, 2011

happy april, fools!


... and that's about as crazy as we're going to get. Oh, and we told the kids they weren't going to school today or ever.  Samuel was a little too excited.  Eva was worried about missing her spelling test.

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