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Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Ella and Keilana

Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Future Entertainer


Here's Ella's new jeans with butterflies from Grandma...they are actually long enough for her! So cute....
When she's had enough fun it's easy to see when she is ready for a nap...

Saturday, February 03, 2007
Wake Up Call
I woke up at 3:45 to a screaming "I want my Mommy...I want my Mom!!" At first I thought it was a hurt child and jumped out of bed, but then it sounded like a child having a temper tantrum on a poor dad, "Oh, that poor dad, I hope no one calls the police.."
A male voice, "Get in and I'll take you to your Mom!" Oh, great. Just a bunch of drunk teenagers, obviously she's had too much to drink and he's trying to get her home...Second male voice, "shut up, b****!"
I called 911, of course, and explained it may be some drunk teenagers trying to get home, but they need to come help this girl... I throw some shoes and a sweater on and go tramping outside in my pj's to find where is this totally distraught female voice...
It's my neighbors! "Apparently", she's had too much to drink and he and his friend were trying to get her inside. I asked if she was okay and told the husband I had called the MP's (military police as we live on base). He apologized and said she finally passed out. Wait, what was the whole "I want my Mommy!" bit? A little odd for a grown, well 20-yr old, woman...20!
When the MP's showed up, I explained but asked them to check on her anyway. Finally, I get to go to bed!
There's a knock on the door and MP #2 needs some information from me, because I’m the caller who reported the incident. (Let me just say thank goodness he didn't ring the doorbell! Our house is handicap equipped which means every room has a blue flashing signal light and a LOUD buzzer that indicates the doorbell… both Ron and Ella have been blissfully asleep this whole time.)
In filing out the "required" paperwork, he asks for my military ID, place of birth, age, yada yada yada, "any distinguishing tattoos, M'am?" What??? "Is this in case I get lost?" I ask him. He just shrugs and says it's on the form. He has my ID which has all Ron's information too, but he asks me Ron's birthday, branch of service, middle name.
Seriously, is this a quiz? I ask him if I'm going to be tested on it later. He laughed and apologized but he's just doing his job. Alright...back to the questions...
“Husband's hair color, eye color, ethnicity?” "African-American."
"His complexion, M'am?"
"Uh, what?" says the girl who's only ever had to check off "white" on a form. I want complexion options! “Usually pasty, but fabulously tanned from Erin’s visit recently.” Can I check off that box? Back to the paperwork…
He lists off some options, ah, now it's a multiple choice test! "Would you like to make a statement, M'am?"
"Yes, isn't the drinking age 21?" :)
Anyway, I finally got to go back to bed. Thank goodness, it’s Saturday and Ron has gotten up with Ella, I’m going back to bed. The MP's here are really nice and super friendly...but really, all those questions????
A male voice, "Get in and I'll take you to your Mom!" Oh, great. Just a bunch of drunk teenagers, obviously she's had too much to drink and he's trying to get her home...Second male voice, "shut up, b****!"
I called 911, of course, and explained it may be some drunk teenagers trying to get home, but they need to come help this girl... I throw some shoes and a sweater on and go tramping outside in my pj's to find where is this totally distraught female voice...
It's my neighbors! "Apparently", she's had too much to drink and he and his friend were trying to get her inside. I asked if she was okay and told the husband I had called the MP's (military police as we live on base). He apologized and said she finally passed out. Wait, what was the whole "I want my Mommy!" bit? A little odd for a grown, well 20-yr old, woman...20!
When the MP's showed up, I explained but asked them to check on her anyway. Finally, I get to go to bed!
There's a knock on the door and MP #2 needs some information from me, because I’m the caller who reported the incident. (Let me just say thank goodness he didn't ring the doorbell! Our house is handicap equipped which means every room has a blue flashing signal light and a LOUD buzzer that indicates the doorbell… both Ron and Ella have been blissfully asleep this whole time.)
In filing out the "required" paperwork, he asks for my military ID, place of birth, age, yada yada yada, "any distinguishing tattoos, M'am?" What??? "Is this in case I get lost?" I ask him. He just shrugs and says it's on the form. He has my ID which has all Ron's information too, but he asks me Ron's birthday, branch of service, middle name.
Seriously, is this a quiz? I ask him if I'm going to be tested on it later. He laughed and apologized but he's just doing his job. Alright...back to the questions...
“Husband's hair color, eye color, ethnicity?” "African-American."
"His complexion, M'am?"
"Uh, what?" says the girl who's only ever had to check off "white" on a form. I want complexion options! “Usually pasty, but fabulously tanned from Erin’s visit recently.” Can I check off that box? Back to the paperwork…
He lists off some options, ah, now it's a multiple choice test! "Would you like to make a statement, M'am?"
"Yes, isn't the drinking age 21?" :)
Anyway, I finally got to go back to bed. Thank goodness, it’s Saturday and Ron has gotten up with Ella, I’m going back to bed. The MP's here are really nice and super friendly...but really, all those questions????
Movin' On Up
Here is how Ella can entertain herself for long periods of time. She is moving and walking around with the help of anything and will practice balancing on her own. Today, as she was in her own little Ella world looking out the window, I tried to sneak off and get the video camera before she noticed I was taping her....
Ten And A Half Months!!


Where has the time gone?? I took Ella for some pictures at Walmart yesterday. I haven't had her pictures taken since she was six months and for $7.88, who could beat that! I have some pictures of me and my Mom at about 9 months and I wanted some of Ella and I for a double frame I have. Here are the pictures from yesterday (the resolution and picture is poor because they put them on a floppy while we wait for the professional order to come in)...


Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Rain, Rain, Go Away...


Monday, January 29, 2007
Our Little Woodchuck



Today, we put her hair in a pony tail for the first time, but because it's so curly, it looks more like a bun....






Thursday, January 25, 2007
Aloha `oe
(This means Farewell to you)
I just took Erin to the airport :( It's been a great two weeks of old friendships, girl talk, beach, sun and tans. It's going to be hard to go back to the everyday life of cooking and cleaning and errands. Though I'm sure going back to winter in Victoria is going to be a lot harder for Erin. Ella, Ron and I are very sad to see her go but hopefully we'll get to visit the west coast in the spring.
I just took Erin to the airport :( It's been a great two weeks of old friendships, girl talk, beach, sun and tans. It's going to be hard to go back to the everyday life of cooking and cleaning and errands. Though I'm sure going back to winter in Victoria is going to be a lot harder for Erin. Ella, Ron and I are very sad to see her go but hopefully we'll get to visit the west coast in the spring.
Dear Auntie,
Thank you for coming to Hawai'i and hanging out with us. We loved the beach, the sun, the sightseeing and especially our tans...next time you'll have to stay longer so you can catch up to me and we can be the same color. I know Mommy and Daddy are very sad to see you go back, Daddy said he'd support you and Mommy for at least a month next time! :) Maybe by then I will have learned to kiss with my mouth closed and not drool all over your cheek. I will miss you. Until then, kipa hou mai`anake (come visit again, Auntie). Kisses to Auntie Sue, Uncle Stu, your sisters and the babies!
Love Ella
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Sightseeing and Beaches
Erin, Ella and I spent the day in Waikiki on Friday walking through the International Marketplace and watching tourists spend ridiculous amounts of money on high-end shopping. Waikiki Beach was everything you see in a postcard, masses of bodies on every inch of sand so thick, you can barely see through them to the water...wow, sounds so relaxing?! We also walked through Chinatown, lots of authentic grocery stores.
We spent the whole weekend at Ko Olina, getting up early to picnic and spend the entire day working on our tans. Erin's determined to be the same color as Ella when she leaves! Though Ella is getting darker and darker every day despite the shade and the sunblock...she is loving the water so it's where she's getting her color from.
Little kids love her and as Ron and I were letting her play in her floaty at the tide line, a little girl about 3, grabbed the handle and pulled her away... "I'm going to show my sister," she says as she's walking away. Ron had to chase her and follow her so Ella wouldn't get knocked over and drown...where is this kids' parents!!! Ella, of course, can't get enough of all the kids she sees playing. You know she's thinking, "How can I get out of this floating contraption and join them!"


Yesterday, we spent the day at the Polynesian Cultural Center. I love everything about new places. I love the culture of people who live there, the native way of life is beautiful. What I hate...tourists! The Center was a great educational place for all the Polynesian islands: Samoa, Aotearoa (New Zealand), Tahiti, Fiji, Tonga, Marquesas, and Hawai'i. We toured the villages, saw a canoe pageant, ate at a Luau, and watched the fire show.
It was beautiful, and the proceeds from the park support the Polynesian university - most of the performers and staff are students or instructors. But, being the most popular tourist event on Oahu, it was packed, and a total tourist trap. Ella loved the people and watched the shows fascinated with all the traditional dress and dances. She clapped along with the crowd too. I really shouldn't complain about mass tourism...we were them yesterday...











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