Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Shawn was recently transferred with the Marines to North Carolina. As he, Michelle, and Kiley packed up their lives in California to head to the other ocean, their lives were uncertain at best. They did not know if they would have military base housing available, and wouldn't know until they got to North Carolina. They did not know how much time they would have to look for somewhere to live IF base housing wasn't available. They did not know if or how long they would be able to stay in temporary military housing while they found something long term. SO... the running joke was that they were homeless and unemployed.
All of those concerns have been corrected. Having found a house and working with the moving company to retain possession of their belongings, North Carolina's homeless population has been reduced by a man, a woman, a child, and two dogs.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
*A couple weeks ago, Leila opened her door around 10:30 pm. NEVER a good sign of what's to come. She walked into my room, climbed up on Kuso's side of the bed (which is usually empty since he works out of town so much), arranged the pillows and got comfy. Then realized she forgot to get under the blankets, so she did. Then she rolled over so we were laying face to face. She says "Hi Mom." Well, I about melted when I looked into her big brown eyes. I asked her "Do you just want to snuggle with mom for a minute?" "Yep." And she did. For about a minute. THEN the REAL reason she came in surfaced..."I wanna watch Shrek." How could I say no?
*A few nights ago we had to run to WalMart to get a filter for our furnace. I also decided to buy a case of soda. When we were checking out, I lifted the case for the cashier to scan. As I put the case back on the bottom of the cart, the box tore open and cans rolled everywhere. Three of them broke open and were spraying soda all over the place. Well....the folks at WalMart finally figured out what to do about the situation and we were on our way. After getting everything in the car and we were driving out of the parking lot, Leila says "Mom!?" "What Leila?" "Mom a mess" (accompanied by giggles.) I said "Mommy made a mess?" "YEAH!" (accompanied by more giggles.) How cute is she? and how much trouble am I in if she already makes fun of me at age two!
*Leila LOVES to climb on and jump off anything. (It's not just for boys.) When she jumps to someone, she has perfect parachute form. Not hunched over and scared like most kids... she lays it all out...straight back, chest lifted...perfect. And she is strong so she jumps far. ANYWAY..back to my cuteness story. She also loves to climb on furniture and has ventured into climbing on the chair, then over to the couch, then jump down. We are working on having her not do this (more for the safety of the furniture). That night she had climbed on the couch and wanted to jump. I told her to get down. She started to get ready to jump then saw me watching. She looked at me, raised her elbows up, shakes her booty, and says "Fifa! Fifa!" (Siva! Siva! - Dance! Dance!) It is SO hard to get mad at and discipline her when she is SO funny.
*Last night, Leila walked into my bedroom again, a little after 10pm. Stands by the door and says "I wanna see mom." Climbed up into the bed, snuggled under the blankets, and laid there for a short time. Then she started the "Where's (fill in any name she knows here. ie Auntie, Kiley, Hank, Grandma, etc.)..all the while giggling and laughing with her beautiful, big smile. THEN...the REAl reason surfaced again "I wanna watch Shrek." It was that much funnier that it was the SAME movie associated with the SAME behaviors as last week.
I LOVE MY LITTLE GIRL. I have the most beautiful, talented, light hearted, amazing daughter ANYONE could want!
Seriously Folks...Could there be a CUTER gnome ANYWHERE on the planet? I doubt it. And Kiley makes a pretty dang cute Rapunzel as well! Kiley was SO funny in her dress. She walked SO prissy and princess-like. It was perfect!
Too bad Leila wouldn't wear her hat after these pictures were taken, so as we "trunk or treated" at my parents church, I carried that hat and hovered it over her head so people could get the full effect. We made the dress a little big, so next year she can be Little Red Riding Hood or a Pirate or maybe something totally different!
(btw...my brother and his family have been here since Friday before Halloween. I've got some adorable pictures from our trip to Wheeler Farm...but that will come later.)
Friday, October 21, 2011
If the old wives tale that says "when you are 2 you are half the height you will grow to" is true, that puts Leila at around 5' 10.5". Nice. Leila...I hope your short mother doesn't slow you down! Although, most of her high school age cousins are around that same height too, so maybe she will grow tall...does anyone else hear a volleyball scholarship yelling her name? (a mom can wish can't she?)
Monday, October 17, 2011
Our babysitter has potty trained the kids that live at her house, and because Leila spends so much time there, I am leaving it to La's experience to let us know when it's time to start training...(plus I can't really MAKE her feel ready to try it.)
So a couple weeks ago she told me to "get the stuff" (to her that meant some pull ups and a portable potty.) I left it there this morning.
With the weather starting to chill out (although I'm LOVING the warm fall we have had so far) they won't be outside as much, making it easier to focus on the potty.
I really think that if we can get Leila to USE the potty once, she will pick it up really fast. She is already fascinated with everything potty.
She LOVES panties (and gets mad when she has to wear a diaper with them.)
She LOVES to watch me or my mom use the potty - and offers us toilet paper when we are done.
She LOVES that she has a potty - even though she won't use it for me.
She tells us right AFTER she goes potty in her diaper (about 50-75% of the time.)
She takes her own diaper off, and is starting to try and put her own on.
I think she knows what's going on, but just needs to figure out the right order.
Here's to wishing us good luck!
Monday, October 3, 2011
"How do I raise a girl?"
taken from the talk...
"It is a simple answer and it is true — 'The most important thing a father can do for his daughter is to love her mother,'" she said. "By the way you love her mother, you will teach your daughter about tenderness, loyalty, respect, compassion and devotion. She will learn from your example what to expect from young men and what qualities to seek in a future spouse. You can show your daughter by the way you love and honor your wife that she should never settle for less. Your example will teach your daughter to value womanhood. You are showing her that she is a daughter of our Heavenly Father who loves her."...
..."Fathers, by definition, you are the guardians of your homes, your wives and your children. ... You must be the guardians of virtue."
"Your personal virtue will model for your daughters, and also your sons, what true strength and moral courage are. By being a guardian of virtue in your own life, in your home and in the lives of your children, you are showing your wife and daughters what true love really is. Your personal purity will give you power."
She also asked fathers to be present in their daughters' lives.
"Let her know your standards, your expectations, your hopes and dreams for her success and happiness."
Sister Dalton said Latter-day Saint fathers are "not ordinary men."
So, she concluded, "How do you raise a girl? Love her mother, lead your family to the temple, be guardians of virtue and magnify your priesthood. Fathers, you have been entrusted with our Heavenly Father's royal daughters. They are virtuous and elect. It is my prayer that you will watch over them, strengthen them, model virtuous behavior and teach them to follow in the Savior's every footstep — for He lives."
I encourage each of you to take the time to read the entire talk. Her words are so perfect and inspiring. And since it is our roles as women to support our men in being honorable Priesthood holders, this talk applies to us as well. We need to let our husbands love us. That sounds simple. But when I reflect about how much has changed and developed in the five years Aukuso and I have been together, sometimes I need to let myself be that girl he fell in love with and put aside some of the things that have changed both of us, for good and for bad.
I love being a wife and I love being a mother. I'm excited for this challenge to let my husband love me so that he can live the answer about how to raise his daugter.
**There is another part of her talk that said something to the effect of "If your daughter is on a date, and is late, GO GET HER." L-O-V-E-D it.
Friday, September 30, 2011
To the side of the actual article:
Again, to reiterate the title of this blog, please explain?
Thursday, September 29, 2011
The most Selfish one-letter word...
"I"- Avoid It!
The most Satisfying two-letter word...
"We" - Use It!
The most Poisonous three-letter word...
"Ego" - Overcome It!
The most Used four-letter word...
"Love" - Value It!
The most Pleasing five-letter word...
"Smile" - Share It!
The Fastest Spreading six-letter word...
"Gossip"- Ignore It!
The Hardest Working seven-letter word...
"Success"- Achieve It!
The most Enviable eight-letter word...
"Jealousy"- Distance Yourself from It!
The most Powerful nine-letter word...
"Knowledge"- Acquire It!
The most Valued ten-letter word...
"Friendship" - Maintain It!
*Sears Super Saver Card
*coin purse - empty
*coupons - only one expired
*Victoria's Secret bra sizing card
*Courthouse parking pass
*"This is not a bill" document about my house taxes
I guess my small purse has more in it than I thought!
I tag anyone who feels the desire to post this - it's pretty entertaining for the rest of us to read!
Monday, September 19, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Right now Leila LOVES movies. Her favorites are Princess and the Frog, Gnomeo and Juliet, Tangled, Pocahontas, Lion King, Aladdin (newest addition to the mix), and Little Mermaid. She asks for each by name, knows when they are about to sing songs, dances during the songs, and knows when the movie is about to end and comes running for a new one.
Leila LOVES to play chase, especially with Grandpa Vic. She flirts and taunts with anyone who will chase her, but especially men. She is WILD. Loves to play rough with Daddy and Uncle Troy. When she falls down (even when she scrapes her elbow and is bleeding) she just jumps up, says "bing!" then continues on as if nothing happened. She is a dare devil. Loves to climb up slides and ladders by herself. Loves to swing as high as you will let her go.
Leila is mastering the art of throwing a fit. She gets really whiny, bounces up and down while she whines, throws her head back, falls to the ground, and on and on.
She is also learning to share. Kind of. When she wants to. She at least understands the concept of it...now we need to work on her sharing her things all the time, not just when she wants to.
Leila is not a very good sleeper. Most nights she goes to bed after 10pm. Then wakes up at some point wanting a "sssiiiiippppyyyyyy." Then goes back to sleep. Although the past few nights I've been able to get her in bed and leave her there while she is still awake and let her put herself to sleep after a book and a sippy.
She is also not a very good eater. She will eat chips and bread and milk and juice and an occasional chicken nugget or hot dog. She also usually likes pizza and potatoes and gravy. That's about it. She doesn't really like a lot of sweet stuff either. She likes a lot of Samoan food, but only if daddy is eating it with her. She eats other things, but not well, and not often. The past couple days have shown some improvement, but she is definitely a snacker, not an eater. We'll have to get that in check at some point.
Leila shows SOME interest in using the toilet to potty, but I think we've got a little longer on that before she will really be ready to give it a go.
Leila has natural mothering skills. She doesn't play with babies often, but when she does it amazes me how well she can take care of them. One of her babies actually cries when you touch it's feet, and drinks a bottle and "goes to sleep" - snoring sounds and all. When baby cries, she runs for the bottle. She holds the baby so soft and sweet, puts blankets on her, and shows the baby pictures and says, "Yook (look) baby."
Leila talks all the time. A lot. Pretty understandable to most people. She is very polite with Please, Thank You, Excuse Me, and Bless You. When she is throwing a tantrum, we always make her calm down to say "please" in a nice tone. That usually turns into "Please, nice." Some of the things she says sounds like she has an Italian accent. Eh bebe (a baby) Eh Seepy (a sippy) ah papa (granpa). She says eh or ah in front of almost every phrase she says. Eh Eh Eh Bwankie (blankie) Ah Matai (her future husband's name.) Ah Auntie. Ah Uncle. You get the picture.
She LOVES church and most mornings when we drive by our church on the way to the babysitter she points at it, says "church." Then "Pweeeease?" Often times I take her to my youth night activity, and we've been playing some volleyball on another night, and she loves nursery, so at a young age she associates church with fun. Hopefully she can continue those thoughts throughout her life.
I could go on and on about all the funny things she does and all of the frustrating things she does. Either way, we love her and are so grateful that we have the opportunity to be her parents. I couldn't ask for anything better.
**Today she will get to open her presents from mom and dad (even though daddy is out of town - boo) and maybe one from grandma and grandpa. Probably take her to dinner so she can "swide" at Chick Fil A. Then we are having a friend/family party on Saturday. HOPEFULLY I'll get around to taking a few pictures. Until then, just imagine how stinkin dang cute she is!
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
strong. happy. tired. love. excited. worried. smart. confused. busy. dependable. helpful. crazy. complicated. stressed. fun-loving. silly. poor. weak. powerful. support. independent. frustrated. dependent. blessed. greatful. lazy. exhausted. thrill seeking....well, you get the picture.
What is that one word?
Being a mom has been the best thing to happen to me. As frustrated as I get, I get equally or even more excited when my little Leila Bug hollers out "MOM!" (even if it is for 30+ minutes at night because she doesn't want to go to sleep....) I love being a mom and I hope I'm doing a good enough job that my daughter and any future children will know that I love being a mom by the way they are treated.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Leila (standing at the top of the stairs and yelling): Troy! Eat! Food! (not really food time.)
Troy: There is no food. (in a teasing tone.)
Leila: Shush Troy.
Oh geez, this made me laugh. And it still does.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Last night Kuso was taking Leila to bed. She had fallen asleep on the couch, but when I laid her down, she woke up and pushed me, told me to move, and yelled for daddy. No surprise there. Well, daddy goes in to lay with her. He came out about 30 minutes later to get a sippy cup. I was REALLY surprised she was still awake after all that time. After she finally went to sleep, he told me what was going on.
Leila played with Kuso's face while he pretended to be asleep. After a while of running her fingers all across his face, she put one hand on his cheek, put the other hand on the other cheek, and kissed him...about 5 times. He cried. Then he laughed because he was crying. He thought it was so sweet that he told me about it several times before we went to sleep.
Our daughter is the most beautiful and precious gift that the Lord has blessed us with.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Friday, July 29, 2011
Worker: Is that your daughter?
Worker: Is she adopted? Or is her dad....? (her words trail off to nothing)
(My thoughts: Or is her dad what? Black, Polynesian, Hispanic? Or is her dad a sperm donor that I picked from the bank and asked for chocolate flavored?)
Me: She looks like her dad. Her dad is Samoan.
Worker: Oh. (as she smiles sheepishly. She was kind of embarrassed.)
I thought it was hilarious. Because let's be honest, Leila looks nothing like me. I know this. I am actually surprised that for as many stores as I take her to, that no one else has asked before this!