Sunday, October 25, 2009

Stooping to a new low

Today Evan took over the tv from the kids by telling them that they were going to watch Caillou play football. Spencer actually went along with it, getting excited (and kind of confused) whenever Evan pointed to #11 on the TCU team and said that it was Caillou all grown up, playing football.

Waimea didn't fall for it. She kept begging for the real Caillou.

Friday, October 16, 2009

I can't believe it

Birth: Oct 16, 2007 2:01AM
6 lbs 14 oz

1st Birthday:

Now she's 2!

Happy Birthday, Waimea!

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

The Holy Ghost is a happy ghost

We came home from the gym this morning and found that our neighbor had decorated her front lawn area with fall and Halloween decor. The kids got excited, especially when they saw that she had put a tiny scarecrow in our yard for them. We were pointing out all the different decorations and talking about them (because, of course, Spencer had a gazillion questions) and I said to Spencer, "Look, it's a ghost. A happy ghost." (He's kind of wary of the idea of ghosts). He said, "Yes, it is a happy ghost. It's not a scary one." Pause. "It's the Holy Ghost, mommy!"

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Things Spencer finds important

Spencer has really taken a liking to photography. Random pictures show up on our camera that can only be attributed to him. Here is a sampling of things he finds important:

(Spencer pretending to be Godzilla)

(Waimea holding a toy for him)

(The newly laid tiles that he's NOT supposed to step on)

What's your favorite?

Friday, October 2, 2009

I just don't get it

Waimea gets called a boy at least once a week. I'm not kidding. The latest was yesterday. We were at the park. She was wearing bright pink shoes, flare girly jeans, a purple striped shirt that was visible beneath her yellow sweatshirt that had purple hearts all over it. How can she possibly be mistaken for a boy? Yet somehow it keeps happening. Too often. I bought the pink shoes thinking that that would be a dead giveaway. And I used to think it was her lack of hair, but now it's long enough in back. Aside from dressing her in all pink (which I absolutely refuse to do!), does anyone have any ideas? It's really starting to bug me.

I guess I shouldn't be too surprised, though. People say she looks like me, and I was sometimes mistaken for a boy, all the way into my college years. I worked for Joann's my sophomore year and I remember cutting fabric one day, and one of the kids standing with their mom said, "Is that a boy or a girl?," pointing directly at me. The mom shushed the kid, but never answered. Luckily, I don't think it has happened since then. Now, I know I'm no girly girl, but do I really look boyish? Poor Waimea; it looks like she's doomed to be like her mother.