Two with too much personality.

This morning when I brought Zoey back in bed with me (This is a usual accurance since I am not a morning person)... We were playing a little game together one where I was pretending to go back to sleep and making her give me kisses to wake me up again. At one point she leaned in really close, with her hand on my face and yelled,  "mommy wake up your face." I couldn't help but laugh. She says the cuest things. 

This picture was taken later on our walk, which was suppose to be my workout. Zoey was walking extremely slow bc she had to take care of "baby" along the way.  But how could I get mad???  Watching her take care of her baby makes me feel like I am doing a good job as her mother since I figure she treats her baby the same way she feels loved and taken care of. At least I hope so. 

Dec. 3rd

I just had to jot this memory down. Earlier this evening we flew home from our Thanksgiving trip to Austin. You were excellent on the flights. So lively and cute. After our brief stop in Phenox we were taking off again and you and I were playing a silly little game where I was making you laugh. It was a real laugh too one where you would throw your head back you were laughing so hard. (There's no happier sound in the world than genuine kid laughter). After a while of laughing so hard, you looked at me and said "oh myyyyy gosh" as if you understood sarcasm and were saying "oh my gosh. That was hilarious" like an adult. You are hilarious girl. 

On a sweeter note, you sang "I am like a star shining brightly" all by yourself today. It made dad cry. Dad cried because it was one of the sweetest things you have ever done. He later told me it was the part that said "I know heavenly after loves me" that got him emotional. I didn't know you knew all the words. You are growing up right before our eyes... And sometimes a little too fast. You really are the bright star of our everyday. We love you so much.

Soaking up all I can

Im writing this post because It's a lot harder coming to terms that my little girl is turning 2 tomorrow than I expected. This 2nd year went faster than the first. Just in these past few months my little Zoey has blossomed into her personality. She does the cutest and funniest things. She is the perfect amount of sweet and sass. She is my daily dose of happiness and laughter. My goodness does she make us laugh. Somedays I wonder where she picked up on such humor. For example the other evening when we were driving to Kevin's birthday dinner I asked if she wanted to play this puzzle game she likes on the iPad. Zoey replied "ya, good idea mom." Like she was 13.

And this last Sunday at church she was playing another one of her favorite iPad games called 'doodle buddy'. It's a game where you stamp pictures and for reasons unknown she really likes the "poop" stamp. (I'm still curious why they even have that stamp as an option). It makes a fart noise every time you stamp it and she thinks its funny. I know exactly who she got that from...daddy! Anyways, during the closing prayer as soon as it gets completely quiet zoey yells, "I want the poops, I want the poops." Greg and I couldn't help but start laughing. It was hilarious. 

Two of my favorite things she does right now are one when she plays hide-n-seek and two when she counts. When she plays hide and seek she'll cover her face and yell to us, "do you see a zoey right there?!?!" When she finally pops her head out she says "keek-a-boo" and laughs hysterically. When she counts it goes something like this, "one, free, six, eight, nine, twelve, six, nine, SEVEN." Probably the cutest thing ever. 

Oh wait and lately, she's does this thing where she grabs my face ever so gently in the palm of her hands and just wants me to look at her. She also calls me her "little buddy". Usually more like, "hey whittle buddy". She has the cutest voice and I could listen to her talk all day long. 

Her little imagination started to show as she started playing with her toys...asking them questions and making them reply. 

She loves the show "world word", "Mickey mouse club house" and as of late "Sofia the first". 

She jumps, hops or skips everywhere & likes to dance in the car. 

Oh and she started singing everything. Sentences and just singing. She puts one hand high in the air and yells "ta-dah".

I could go on and on about her. She really makes my each and every day worth it. I have never known this kind of love and she's the reason I feel it so strongly. I love everything about my zoey girl and I hope I  can continue to inspire her funny, silly, sweet, kind, loving, imaginative personality to shine. Xoxo

Weaning

All my friends and family know I have struggled in the "weaning" department. Everyone I talked to and everything I read made it seem so easy & natural.  Although for whatever reason, it just didn't work for us: Zoey and I. I tried the slow weaning process/cutting out one   feeding at a time and I felt like Zoey was starving herself until she knew it was time to eat again. She was never a "good eater" & I was getting anxiety trying to get her to eat food. So I continued to nurse. Nursing was convenient and easy for both of us. I didn't have to pack much before we left the house. I knew she was getting good nutrients. It was a comfort for her. It helped her calm down & sleep at night. It was a way we bonded. And for someone who didn't know how I felt about nursing in the beginning, I'd say we did a pretty good job at sticking with it. 

For the most part, people were accepting of the fact I was a "late nurser" (according to our society). I would hear comments like "good for you for stinking with it" or something to the extent, "maybe I am just more selfish than you, i was over nursing by ___ months" or "I can't believe you are still nursing". 

Well it's as much as a surprise to me as it is to Zoey and will be to all of you reading that I'm done. I cut her off cold turkey. I wasn't planning on doing it this way or even ready for it but i feel committed and we are going for it. On Monday we told Zoey that mommy's milk was "gross" and put vinegar on my nipple. She's so smart, she didn't try to nurse but it was there just in case. I asked her if she wanted a bottle and she said "ya, sure." Something we never hear but She drank the bottle. I nursed her Monday night (out of laziness bc it was late) & Tuesday morning for one last feeding. I thought it was going to be a gradual change but I didn't know how to tell her now you can nurse and now you can't so I committed. Tuesday was a fairly easy day but It was a hard/sleepless night. Wednesday's nap was extremely hard. I felt like I was on the verge on a nervous breakdown. I was tired, engorged, and trying to stay strong. Wednesday night was a little easier but it took til midnight for her to wind down & fall asleep. Today's been good but maybe thats because she fell asleep in the car. Beside naps and bed time i would say this last second weaning is going well. Zoey hasn't even asked to nurse. Shes eating a variety of foods. And is her happy self durning the day. I know for a fact I will not be recommending this route or doing it with our future children but I felt the need to express my thoughts and experience. As for my Zoey, 

Thank you for trying to understand. 

I feel bad I've turned your whole life around little girl of mine. Ive not only changed the way you are use to eating but your daily routine. I wasn't planning on weaning you this way & I feel bad for throwing all these new changes at you. You are doing so well with it. I know it's hard. I love you and I am trying to give you all the extra love and cuddles I can. You make each day of mine meaningful. I am so lucky to be your mom. I promise I am trying my best even though I am just learning how to be a mom. Love you baby girl. Xoxo mommy 

Just another day

Making breakfast turned into making faces and a lot of playtime. We ran around the house. Tickled. Chased. Jumped. Laughed. It's days like this that make me want to bottle up every moment and store zoeys contagious personality. She is so playful. She loves to learn and is talking up a storm. Even starting to form sentences. She is my little friend. I love her with all my heart. I love how loud she growls like a lion. And how she tries to scare me when she does. I love watching her try to jump. She's quite the artist, even tries to color in the lines. Oh and yesterday she got on a surf board for the second time. She's the greatest.

On May 20th, Zoey turned a year and half. I cant believe I have been a mother for 18 months already. What a milestone she has reached. Every day her big blue eyes captured the world with such innocence and speed. She loves watching others and learns so quickly, I feel in awe 99% of the time. I feel like I want to snap a photo at every little thing she does just to remember how sweet and smart she is. A few of my favorite things she does is "patty cakes". She knows all the hand motions. She absolutely loves to color. Her favorite show is Yo Gabba Gabba. She loves to eat ice, its one of the only things she requests. Its a lucky day if she eats anything else but as of late we have been able to get her to eat yogurt, turkey and apples. She just starting making puzzles. She asks to go to the park and swings daily. She is not afraid of the water and wants her daddy to take her out. She will give anyone a good "knuckles" and or "high-five". She has a fish and named him "bubbles'. She makes us stop to pet every single dog we see. She loves dogs. She knows so many animal noises and has such a large vocabulary.
Her words:
Blanket
milk
dog
ball
eye
hand
toes
paint
circle
star
light
knuckles
high five
baby
drink
apple
shoes
no
book
bath
duck
bike
pillow
yellow
momma
daddy
nana
papa
uncle
nate
I hold you
bless you
i got you
boom
watch
walk
outside
down
bed
night
belly
rock
swing
park
beach
water
prayer
amen
eat
fish
pink
quarter
hat
cat
cow
monkey
home
surfing
pig
lion
bunny
light
kisses
jump
again
more (one of my favorites)
and so many more... If I keep writing and thinking of them I might never actually get through this post. I would say she's up to 80-100 words.
Zoey is the highlight of everyday. She makes me laugh. She makes life sweet. I feel grateful she is a happy and healthy baby. I feel blessed each day I get to be with her. She makes me want to sing. I have completely fallen in love with who she is. She makes me want to be better and worthy of her love. She's my little girl and I will do everything I can to be a good mother to her. Happy 18 months Zoey. You truly are our life.

Aloha Hello and Aloha goodbye.

April 16th, 2013
I am embarrassed that my last post was over a year ago and about poop faces. oh well. I figured now was a better time than later to start blogging again. I feel a proper "ALOHA" is needed.
 Zoey girl is now 17 months and still the love, joy and biggest delight in our lives. She is getting quite the personality. She learns and picks up on everything so quickly we have started to be more aware of our language. Yes, she said the "S" word, but I honestly think she was trying to say "shoot". I say "shoot" ALOT and I really think it just sounded like a naughty word.
Today we said good-bye to my baby sister Amanda or "MIN-A" as Zoey likes to call her. Amanda is off to a summer semester at BYU-Hawaii. Oh how I wish I could have hopped on a plane with her. My heart longs for the gorgeous scenery, warm water, incredible sun rises and laid back lifestyle that have all disappeared from my everyday. I think I am ready for a visit back to the wonderful Hawaiian islands.
We had a fun morning. We ate breakfast at the cutest crepe cafe in the heart of San Clemente. Its my new favorite place for breakfast...I'll probably mention it often. Had a gorgeous view of the pier, the sun came out just in time, and we enjoyed our last little rendezvous as sisters. Minus the fact that Bob somehow managed to splatter us all with hot sauce...???... we enjoyed giggling and chit chatting as much as every set of sisters should.

                

 

 

 

 

                                                                                                                                                             

After Zoey and I gave our final hugs, blew our final kisses and waved our final "Alohas" we watched MIN-A depart. We cant wait for all the pleasant experiences that will come her way and for her to experience the joy of living in Oahu.

 

As for my Zoey girl, Amanda taught her to burp a couple days ago. She thinks she is the funniest girl when she tries to mimic her (as do I). Bob taught her "knuckles" just yesterday (its the cutest). She can repeat just about any word or name we ask her to say. What can I say, shes a genius.

 

Although, I think I scarred her today. I drove through one of those car washes where you stay in the car...let me just say, I have never seen Zoey cry out of fear until today. This is the first time I think she was legitimately scared. It broke my heart. I tried to give her my hand to hold but she just clutched it as tight as she could and kept trying to climb out of her car seat. As soon as I could I grabbed her out of her car seat and held her close. All she could say as the tears were drying from her eyes was "all done?" I promise I will not torture her through that ever again. It was so sad.

on a final note, I feel especially grateful for our family today; as my heart still aches for the weird day the world had yesterday. My heart still hurts for those individuals and families suffering from the tragedies in Boston and Utah.
I feel so blessed for all I have and have truly been given so much. I have the Love of a wonderful family, husband and daughter. I know I am a duaghter of God. I live in a beautiful place. My Husband has a job and we are happy. It's all I need today.

Poop faces

As many of you have probably heard, our little girl has had some tummy issues. We've had some really sad days as we have watched tears just roll down her cheeks. There is nothing so sad to a parent. Her tummy issues have led to some loud "explosions" and one night we were able to catch some awesome poop faces that we wanted to share! She makes us laugh.

2 months and growing...

Baby's asleep, chores are done, I'm showered and full...that's a successful day in my life!!!! I finally feel like I have a few minutes to post about our little girl. My goal is to write a quick blurb every month just to remember these precious moments that are already going by too quickly. I can't believe our little girl is already 2 months old!!! One thing I already miss is Zoey used to fall asleep sitting up while I would burp her...she would nestle her little head in the palm of my hand and snooze away. It was adorable. One thing I am still looking forward to is her sleeping through the night, she is getting a little better every night, but we aren't quite there yet.

Well before she wakes, this last month (from 1st-2nd month) with Zoey has been so much fun. This little girl is full of smiles. She makes us laugh everyday. She is so alert and responsive. She has found her tongue and she loves to lick, lick, LICK everything. If you aren't careful, you'll have a wet, slobbery shoulder, arm or cheek in seconds. I don't really mind it though.

We took Zoey to the beach & enjoyed a beautiful sunny stroll down San Clemente with all the Steele's during Christmas break. Zoey was asleep the whole time but hey, she was present. We kept her bundled up because once the sun set, it was freezing!
Thanks to my very talented and gorgeous sister in law Alia, we were finally able to capture some professional photo's of Zoey. Alia was able to capture those beautiful deep blue eyes that I love to stare at and also that smile that still melts my heart. Isn't she precious!!!!!

Christmas time was a special time for our family. Not only were we able to share Zoey's first Christmas but Greg was also able to give her a name & blessing on Christmas morning. It was a beautiful blessing for a beautiful little girl. I can't think of a better way to remember Christ's birth or a more special day to have a blessing. It was perfect.

(The dress Zoey wore for her blessing is the same dress I was blessed in as a baby.)

(look how I found Zoey & greg before our Christmas Eve Dinner. There is nothing sweeter than dad's with their little girls.)

 We have fallen more in love with our little peanut. She is the greatest blessing in our lives and we are so grateful for the love she has added to our family. We love you Zoey girl.

30 days of life

Happy 1st month to our little Zoey.

You have brought us so much joy already Zoey. Your dad and I couldn't be more grateful that you have joined our family, These first 30 days have been challenging as we are learning how to be parents and they have been wonderful as we have loved getting to know you, hold you, kiss you, cuddle you, serve you and laugh at all the adorable things you do. You have brought us complete JOY! Well this month has been full our alot of firsts for all of us. For you, we saw your first smile. Your smiles melt my heart, especially in the wee hours of the morning. We had your first doctor appointment the day after we brought you home. (Came home the evening of Monday the 21st and your first dr. apt. was at 10am on Tuesday the 22nd). We were late. You weighed 6 lbs. 4 oz. You had your first blow out the next day... that was just the first of many! My favorite blow-out happened just the other day. Dad was about to change you bc we heard a few good poops and we thought you had finished. He laid you on the mat to change you and before we knew it you pooped again. It came out of both sides of your diaper, like a mustard fountain, dripping onto the bed and somehow got on your hand and then your head. We ended up just putting you in the bath. Which we finally got you to like this month too. You're the Best Zoe Zoe.
You had your first holiday, Thanksgiving. You got sick for the first time already :(. this broke our heart. We took your temperature constantly, just waiting for your fever to break, we were so worried. Daddy gave you your first blessing, blessing you to get well and you did. You met all of your aunts and uncles this month. Christina made it from Hawaii just in time. You also had many other visitors too. Some of my favorite things you do are your many faces. You make the best faces, even your pediatrician agrees. You have so many but to name a few, you have a pirate face, many fat faces, the biggest yawn, you wrinkle one side of your nose, a surprised cross-eyed face, a possessed face and the best are your smiley faces. Another thing you do, is grunt. Haha. Anytime anyone tries to pick you up while you're asleep, you'll grunt at them. When you sleep your favorite position is on your back with your head to the left and your arms above your head. You love to look at lights and anything bright. You are so alert. You wiggle all the time. I know when you are ready to feed bc you sniff alot and fast or kick your arms and legs as fast as possible. We have given you a few nick names, Zoe-Zoe (jack's fav), Miss-Z, Baby girl, girlfriend, wiggle worm and Z-bug.
We love you with all our heart! Each day we can't believe you are ours and each night we thank Heavenly Father you are. We feel so lucky to be your parents. Happy 1st month baby girl.

A Daddy's Girl

Greg's a natural father.

There's nothing sweeter than seeing daddy's with their little girls. Greg is so good with Zoey. I love seeing him hold, cuddle, kiss and take care of her.

He has been such a help with changing her...or should I say dodging her explosions of what should be called poopy diapers, burping her, dressing her and rocking her to sleep. She looks so peaceful when she's asleep in his arms. I see alot of her daddy in her too. Here are a couple photo's I found of baby Greg.  

           Greg

Zoey

My birth experience

We welcomed our precious little girl into this world on Sunday, November 20th at 6:42am. At that moment when you first see your little one and you are holding her, there are no words to describe what you are feeling... and maybe it's because there is still so much co motion going on in the room, with doctors and nursing buzzing around, each doing something to you or around you like a bunch of crazy bees. (It amazes me that no one bumps into the other). Or maybe it's because you're in such shock, like the world around you has stopped and you can't believe you are actually holding this precious little gift from God. For me, it was a little of both.
   I was due Nov. 15th and should probably apologize to my friends and family, especially to my husband for my complaining and few melt-downs. November was a long month, especially those last few days of waiting. I did not expect to be late. I had started feeling contractions early on and every day thought, "tonight's the night". I tried everything to induce my own labor for weeks and the frustration I was feeling got the best of me. I just wanted to see & hold her so bad. I must have told Greg a thousand times "I am soooo OVER being pregnant". So I'm sorry to those who had to listen to my nagging.
    Well, on with my experience. I woke up Saturday morning, unsure if something was wrong. I called the hospital, told them my concerns and they suggested to come in. I told Greg to stay at home, that I was just being a worry-wort. I expected them to check me and send me home. I got to the Labor and Delivery around 12:00pm. The nurse monitored the baby's heart rate for about 20 mins. Said she sounded perfect. The mid-wife checked to see if I was dilated. I was still only to a two. Stripped my membranes, for the 2nd time ( i don't recommend that, it hurts). Checked to see if I was leaking...couldn't find anything. Finally did an ultrasound. To which the mid-wife asked,
"What are you and your husband doing today?"
I responded, "nothing." and before i could finish saying..." he's putting up Christmas lights with his dad."
she said, "Well you wanna have your baby today?"
I immediately sat up and said, "what?"
To which she explained that the ultrasound found I was really low on amniotic fluid. They said I should have measured in the "teens" but was down to a "3" so she wanted to induce me. My doctor told me at my check-ups I would have to wait til 42 weeks to be induced so to hear this was quite surprising. Even though I never made a physical birth-plan, Greg and I talked about what I hoped to happen...being induced was last on my list. I went into a state of panic when I realized I was going to have this baby that i threw away my necklace, which was gone by the time I realized.
    I texted Greg at 12:53pm, "Coming to get you! They are admitting me because my fluid is low. Nothing to worry about. We are having a baby today!!!!"
    On the drive back to the hospital, I kept telling Greg, this doesn't seem real bc I am not having contraction. It was also weird driving to the hospital in the daylight, feeling fine. Everyone taking their time and not stressed. I imagined it to go very differently. I received my IV and Pitocin around 4pm. I did fine with contractions for about 4-5 hrs. Then out of no where, the pain went from "no big-deal" to uncomfortable and from uncomfortable to shooting pain where I couldn't breath. My body went into some kind of shock and was causing me to shake. I was holding on to the rails of the bed so tight, holding in my screams and trying not to fly out of the bed with pain. Greg was almost laughing. I told the nurse I had changed my mind and wanted the epidural "now"! Also not part of my "imagined birth plan". My contractions were coming too close together and my body was still not dilating at the pace of my contractions that I labored for another 9 hrs. As I watched the monitor peak every few seconds with a contraction, I was so grateful I was drugged. I was a bit loopy, not gonna lie. I had a perfect epidural. I could still feel pressure so I could slowly feel her drop (such a weird feeling) and still had control of my legs, which i liked. I didn't like the fact that I had wires and needles everywhere though, those all got annoying.
Every few hrs. I was dilated another centimeter and around 6am, I buzzed the nurse saying I felt alot of pressure. My mid-wife came in, checked me and said, "don't move, I can see the baby's head. I need to find an assistant". The next 20 minutes were so long as I waited for them to arrive. I got brief instructions and before I knew it, I was pushing. I pushed when I was told to push and rested when I was told to rest. I heard things like I can see the head, hold this push, there's her hand, push harder. I heard Greg say I can see her and then i had pushed one finally time before she was laying on the chest crying for the first time. We were in such awe and had so much immediate love for her. I looked at Greg and neither of could believe our daughter was here. It was an incredible moment for us as a couple and now family. I loved getting to see her precious face and kiss her for the first time, which I haven't stopped kissing since.
Zoey Mae Steele joined our family at 6:42am on November 20, 2011. She weighed 6lbs. 7oz and measured 20 inches long. She is long & skinny. She has the deepest blue eyes and such pretty blonde hair. She is perfect in our eyes.
I am giving many thanks this holiday season for my beautiful baby girl and my supportive husband. Greg was such a great support throughout the whole sleepless night. When she came we had been awake for 24hrs straight and by the time family had come it had been almost 40 hrs. of no sleep. We were and are still running on adrenalin for sure. Although I couldn't think of a better reason to give up that sleep.

Maternity shots: 39 Weeks

Thanks to my very talented sister-in-law...I have some maternity photos! Check out her blog to see more of  them. asteelephotography.blogspot.com

California it is...

Last week, Greg and I had one of the hardest decisions to make...Do we stay or do we go? The hardest part was if we decided to move back to California (which we did) we had about 5 days to do so before it was unsafe for me to get on a plane & fly. Although FYI, if your baby is born on a plane, they fly free for life. As cool as that sounds, I don't recommend flying late in your pregnancy, it is stressful & quite uncomfortable.

Even though last week was one of the hardest and craziest weeks of our life, we both felt so blessed in how well everything went once we made our decision. I won't lie, we both had our separate "melt-downs" in making this decision but all-in-all we truly feel like we made the right decision. We have become even more grateful for prayer, the temple and a loving Heavenly Father. I am also more grateful for Greg who had to pull my end of the weight when it came to lifting and carrying everything. He was such a trooper. This experience has brought us closer as husband & wife and has strengthened our testimonies in the gospel. I think we both realized in greater depth, what it means to 'have" each other.

There's no doubt, we were and still are a little sad to have left our first home in Hawaii, where we thought we would have our little girl and bring her home to. To have to say "good-bye" to some of our closet friends was certainly not easy. To sell everything we own in a week was nothing short of a miracle. For my work to allow me to leave and for our Hawaii insurance to cover us in California are two definite tender mercies.

We are still trying to figure out exactly what to do with ourselves now that we are here, so far we have diligently been looking for cars and a Greg a job. Even though we don't have all the answers, we have each other and are certain we are where we should be.

Baby seems to been doing well and is only 2 & 1/2 weeks from her due date. She is kicking and moving around more than ever. We can't wait to hold and meet our precious little girl. She is welcome to come any day and make our family a family of 3 :)!



packing to leave Hawaii



unpacking in California

I love conference weekends & hate centipedes

There's nothing better than waking up in the morning only to stay in bed, cuddled up next to the one you love while listening to General Conference. I really can't think of anything. I'm not going to lie, we did accidentally fall back asleep (it's live at 6am in Hawaii and being cuddled up in a dark, fan-cooled room, it was impossible to stay awake for that morning session) so needless to say, we have a few talks to makeup.  I am actually somewhat glad we do bc I wasn't ready for Conference to be over. I have been anxiously awaiting to hear the talks for weeks now...this gives me to opportunity to prolong the inspirational messages a few extra days! From the talks given thus far I have made goals to 1. "ponder" after my scripture study...something I have never been great about and 2. Thank Heavenly Father for the tender mercies and answers I receive for things in my daily life.
I know these goal are nothing extreme, but these were the areas I felt I could better improve spiritually.

Being in the last 6 weeks of my pregnancy, I am somewhat limited to the activities I can do...although Greg and I did take time to go on a walk down to the beach, where I got to watch him surf. He pulled some pretty awesome hits. He just gets better & better. I love seeing the joy it brings him after a good surf session. I can't wait til our whole little family is out on those waves. :)

                                 (full rainbow while watching Greg surf. I love Hawaii's beauty!)
Lately, I have also found myself addicted to finding and making new recipes. This weekend was a hit. We ate so many delicious things. Just to make your mouth water, I'll name a few: Orange pull-apart bread, Coconut crusted chicken, Apricot- Rosemary Chicken, and Chocolate-Oreo Mousse with strawberries (we still have more in the fridge and just writing about it makes me want more).

OH MY, I can't forget to write about this! Let me first preface this story by mentioning that we have seen sooooo many centipedes in our house lately. One centipede a year is more than enough for me but we have seen 5 in a 2 week span. One was the biggest one I have ever seen, I'm not exaggerating, it was at least 8-10 inches long (if not more) running across our bedroom floor (right by Greg's foot). The other one we found in our bathroom...this one was about 7 inches long, it was on one of my many late bathroom breaks during the night... it literally scared the pee right out of me (I was on the toilet before I spotted it). This particular centipede was not only creepy but seriously possessed and made it impossible for either of us to go back to bed. Two more were found in our living room right by our couch. We can't figure out why we've had so many. Usually when we find them, they are already dead but these ones have been creeping in our personal space. Greg does the dirty work and chops them in half while I freeze once I've spotted one of these devilish creatures. EEK, they give me the eebie-geebies just remembering them. So with that said, here's the story to the 5th one. Last night Greg was trying to teach me a few notes on the guitar, when he got up to grab me a chair, I spotted a smaller one (which apparently hurt the most if bitten by) running across our bedroom floor. I immediately yelled, "Greg there's a centipede right by your foot." To which I say, if no one has ever seen a white boy jump, Greg did! He was jumping so high around the room yelling "WHERE, WHERE!" (there was alot more coming from his mouth that I won't write down) but just picture him jumping, as high as anyone can possible jump, with guitar in hand. He jumped all over the place, he even jumped right on top of the centipede before jumping on the bed. When he jumped on it, that little thing got out of our sight and he was accusing me of seeing things before we found it again. He ran to get the scissors, chopped it in half and luckily no one was bit. The rest of the night was me bursting out in laughter as I pictured him jumping like a little girl who sees a rat. A few times we both couldn't stop cracking up. All in all, it really wasn't funny, but so tense. I hate centipedes.

Rainy Day wish list

For whatever reason, this summer has been a rainy one here in Hawaii. I really do love the rain but I would like a few sunny beach days before baby comes if it's not too much to ask, just a few....please? On this particular rainy night, I found myself searching the web and came up with this...my collage of everything I wish I had tonight.

who doesn't love rain boots and I certainly wouldn't mind having this selection to choose from before I go splash around in some rain puddles!

and this amazing little nook...

and maybe a small bouquet of fresh flowers to smell... and to place next to my little nook above...

and these amazing treats...If anyone really knows me, they know I LOVE oreos! I wish I had a personal chef to make them for me right now...don't these look scrumptious!

And of course this handsome face to spend it all with! Isn't this picture AWESOME!