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i wish i could explain to my kids about human rights.  not being allowed to sleep (or getting very little) for weeks on end?  constantly getting pooped or barfed on? sanitation? haha.  c’mon, i know some of you are thinking the same thing when your kid throws poop at you, or whatever the story.  but somehow i am supposed to like it all more, because it is my own kid? hmmm…

today kai decided to play in his poo after making it in his diaper.  i have heard stories like this from friends in the past, but luckily (or so i thought), my kid never pulled stuff like that on me – until today.  he comes downstairs after supposedly being in bed for his afternoon nap, and announces “mom, i have a poo poo.”  “great!” i think to myself, as we have been potty training and trying to encourage him to tell us when the time to go is.  he comes down the stairs with a brown smudge on his knee.  “kai, what is…….OH!”  and then i look up at his brown hands. “oh.”

after sterilizing him in the bath i cautiously walk upstairs, nervous at what i might find.  luckily the stairs, walls and hallway look ok. *phew*.  then i go into his room and find a lovely piece of artwork on his closet mirror.  handcrafted poop art.  good-bye stuffed elephant (sorry aunty), good-bye ABC quilt, good-bye shorts and shirt.  ok, so i only got rid of the elephant as he would be impossible to clean to a satisfactory level.  the other stuff was oh so tempting being pake and all (pidgin for chinese, but in hawaiian means ‘cheap’!!)

oh the joys of parenthood.


Things our son does that makes me think he is not a baby anymore, or just laugh:

-his ability to navigate any app on the iPhone without tutorials
-singing the lyrics to a local song, “Ehu Girl”, “I’m Yours” and some Lady Gaga.
-telling R to put the coral in “time out” because it stratched his knees up while surfing. (things that hurt people go in time out).
-saying, “oh my goodness!” and “shoot!” (whoops).
-being able to comfort his sister to make her stop crying
-Singing ABC’s and Old MacDonald to himself at night before falling asleep.
-trying to nurse his sister
-his ability to express his feelings verbally
-reminding Aunty to take off her shoes when inside the house


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