Lost Duck

Back in November I found this picture taped to the wall, and these all lined up close by. It took me a minute to process, but we started out with 5 this past Halloween.

Not sure if a reward is being offered for the return of the Lost Duck, but he could be anywhere by now.

Just for Lizzie

You must know Liz, that I NEVER do this tag kind of thingy, but for you, anything. :) I'm not going to do all the instructions for the tag that are listed in the beginning of the blog, but I will tell you 6 random quirks about me, plus a couple extra. I noticed as I made the list that most of them sound like complaints instead of quirks, but oh well. They're the things that came to mind first.

1. Like many others in our family, I cannot stand the feeling of the crumbs in the kitchen on the bottoms of my feet. I know, you're saying just sweep the floor already. But I also cannot stand the feeling of most anything on my bare feet, like the floor of the garage, or my laundry room, or the sidewalk, or even the floor after I get out of the shower. I deal with most of those things fine, but find myself snapping at the kids somedays, only to realize that I just need to sweep the kitchen floor and then things will feel much better all around.

2. This one definitely bugs, because I can never change it. I hate that usually within seconds of me making my bed, and pulling the comforter straight and tight, someone sits, jumps, or scoots on my bed and the tidy look has disappeared.

3. I treasure my time alone at night, after the kiddies go to bed. I treasure it so much that I stay awake much much longer than I should. The trouble with this is that when I wake in the morning I'm of course very tired. However, you'd think that on the days I can sleep in a bit I'd be able to compensate for the staying up late, when in fact, I'm just walking around all day feeling behind. So, my #3 is that I love to stay up late but hate to sleep in.

4. I have never ever ever enjoyed talking on the phone.

5. I am extremely competitive in most everything, and sadly poorly skilled in most everything in which I feel competitive. . . not a good combo.

6. I am enthralled with diet and exercise. I love to read about it, watch shows about it, watch athletic events, and talk to people about it. But I have never maintained a long term commitment with either one.

7. Here's my extra one. I love love love plants, greenery, flowers, you name it, inside and outside of my house. I love planting them, seeing them grow, but do a terrible job at watering them. I can't manage to keep hardly any of them alive. Sad, huh. I just need to get rich so I can afford my very own landscaper and gardener. Either that, or have Scott come live with me so he can do it!

Okay, there you go, Liz. Love you, and hope that you're feeling okay. You're in the final stretch! You can do it, I know you can. Love you and Albert, both.

DanceKicks

Follow me here. . . several several months ago I got a phone call from a friend in our ward asking if we would be okay with having the girls participate in a photo shoot for a friend of hers. Her friend was developing a line of dance clothing and was trying to put together a catalog and needed some older girls to help out with wearing the clothes for the shoot. She assured us that they were cute clothes and modest, so we said that we would be glad to help. Knowing Naki, I thought he would want to be present to make sure things were handled appropriately and that the girls weren't put in any uncomfortable situations. So he headed off to the shoot with Line and Malia. What a great Dad. He was the only male in attendance, with all the other girls and their mommas there, the girls stripping down and changing in one big room. He said that he just tried to stay in one corner, turned from all the girlies and only focusing on helping our girls so as not to make the other girls uncomfortable. He came home so proud of the girls and the way they carried themselves. As compensation for their time, the owner of the line said that the girls could come by her office and select a set of the clothes for free. We've stopped by several times but since it's more of an office for storage rather than a store for shopping they don't keep regular hours and we had difficulty crossing paths. Finally two weeks ago I stopped by with Line while Malia was at dance class. We knocked on the door, and were surprised to find someone there! I was trying to explain that the girls had participated in a catalog shoot, and that we weren't just trying to get free clothes! Line saved the day, when she spotted one of the catalogs on a table and said, "That's me!" Sure enough, she was on the front cover. What a fun thing it was to see her there. We grabbed the catalog in excitement, flipped it open, and were giddy when we saw our Malia, striken' her own pose on the inside. Man, do I have the cutest girls or what?! Inside and out! There was an insert to the catalog that showed the different materials their line came in, and along the bottom were some of the models in different poses. It was so fun to play "Where's Line and Malia?" with the insert. What cuties! I wanted to show all of you, and tried to get on their website, but it's in the beginning stages and so instead scanned the pics from the catalog onto my computer. Hopefully you can see them good enough. So Fun!




See if you can "I Spy" the girlies in these ones.

Happy 10th, Babe

On March 27th Naki and I celebrated our 10th Anniversary. How does the time pass so quickly? It seems like just yesterday that we were at Ricks, having the best time getting to know each other.


(No comment on any of my marvelous hair styles or outfits, understood everyone?)

After spending time apart while we served our missions, we were so excited to start our new married life together.

I readily admit that we had absolutely no idea what kind of a ride we were in for. It has been a fast and furious ten years, but I can't imagine having enjoyed the experience any more than I have, and all because of the person I was blessed to enjoy it with. Naki has always been the person that I can rely on to cheer me, lead me, love me, console me, entertain me!, infuriate me, tease me, love me some more, cuddle me, understand me, laugh with me, and love me some more. Lucky for us, we acquired a couple of fun additions along the way.




And along the way, poor guy also found out the hard way that perhaps, just perhaps, he got more wife than he bargained for. What can I say, I'm a little crazy these days, and he is the one that gets to deal with it.

I love you so, Naki, and wanted to tell everyone that I am the most blessed woman because I met and fell for you. Happy 10th, Honey. I love you.

Learning about service

I can't even count all the different times mom had us practicing "Yankee Doodle" or some other group number to sing at one event or another...sometimes for money, and sometimes for service. A good friend of ours in our ward was having a surprise 50th birthday party for her sister-in-law with a theme of Hawaii 5-0 and asked if the girlies would dance for it. I of course said yes, and couldn't wait for the girls to have another opportunity to serve others, while at the same time, practicing their dancing. Now, we only know 2 numbers, and realized that for the Tahitian number they know we can no longer perform it because all the costumes are way too small. So, it's time to update the costumes and I think it's time to learn a new number. Anyone out there know a tradional Tongan one? The girls are ready!

Wordless Wednesday

Go Cougs!!

I remember as a kid getting to take my turns going with Dad to the Penn State Basketball games. I was always so excited when it was my turn. Naki got some tickets recently and this time took Malia with him. She had such a great time.

And of course, she and Naki couldn't be in the Mariott Center without taking a trip to visit Grandfather Davis on his famous basketball team photo. Go Grandfather!! and Go Cougs!!