Friday, June 22, 2012

Blog Make-Over Time

This blog will be undergoing some major reconstruction in the next month. It REALLY needs it, and thanks to my computer-savvy little brother, it's going to happen! yay! First won't you check out my .com up there. That's right, my very own domain name, just for me! Can you believe that out of 7 billion people in the world, nobody has taken Sallyseashell.com as their own? It is destined to be mine.

**On a side note, when my brother was just 16 he was arrested for computer hacking. The police came charging into our home, arrested him, and took all his technical equipment. It made the front page of the Honolulu news advertiser!
My parents were so proud, they hung it on the wall, and praised him for doing things that no other kid could! Normally we don't praise people for breaking the law, but this case was extraordinary for several reasons:

1. The internet was pretty new and the things he was doing were exceeding intelligent.
2. He was just a curious 16 year old boy with a computer, yet he managed to have a whole team of detectives staking out our house for 9 months.
3. We had no idea he was capable of such feats! He made his parents shine that day!

So basically my blog is in the hands of an ex-fugitive. That's right, real serious stuff here. And if he doesn't like this post, well...... he has the password to delete it. haha

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Micah

Micah always says that dinner foods should be eaten more for breakfast, so I made dinner this morning for Father's Day! Shepherds Pie, toasted baguettes, and root-beer!
That big box in the background is his Father's Day gift--a new tool box from the family. (he really needed one!)
Last night I couldn't stop thinking about how lucky I am to have Micah as my husband, and father to our 3 children. I feel like God has blessed me more than I deserve, sometimes. If someone would have told me when I was a teenager that one day I would marry a man that loved me fiercely and unconditionally, who wanted to raise a family with me, and who wanted to do everything in his power to make us happy, I wouldn't have believed it! I didn't know this life was possible.

And I knew Micah was pretty awesome when I first met and married him, but I didn't realize the ginormous, profound potential he had to be such an amazing Dad. I guess no one really knows when they first meet someone weather or not they'll be an amazing dad or not, but I think there's one thing I did know: that here was a man who puts God first in his is life, and through his love and obedience to the gospel he has allowed God to strengthen him and mold him into an amazing Father. He loves his children dearly, is patient with them, respectful to them, has fun with them, and teaches them with kindness.
Thank you and Happy Father's day, Micah, you are the dream guy I didn't know I had coming.

Friday, June 15, 2012

Hoarding Potential

I have slight potential to be a second-hand hoarder, but have had to train myself to bridal my passions about collecting stuff. It's hard to do, and takes constant effort on my conscious awareness, to not get excited about bringing "stuff" home!
I think anyone in the world gets excited about a good deal, weather they have money to freely spend or are sitting on a really tight budget. I experience a shoppers-euphoric high when I come home from a yard sale with an amazing treasure at a cheap price! Yet, what I have had to learn is that just because I don't choose to, nor can afford to buy a lot of things new, it doesn't mean I should keep collecting or spending money on second-hand things.

I think in the past I have justified my spending by saying,"At least I'm not shopping at department stores or malls! I mean, I'm buying other people's discarded junk at cheaper prices, so I can justify spending a little extra or buying a little more, to get a good deal!" But what results is that we still go over our monthly budget, and then we end up with stuff around the house we don't really need. And boy does stuff start to pile up! A fine example of this is my REI Kids hiking backpack. I saw this at a yard sale last year for 15 dollars and got so excited I almost peed myself. I quickly bought it before anyone else could snatch it up, and came home beaming with pride that I just purchased an expensive product for next-to-nothing! Well, you want to know how many times I've used this amazing baby-hiker in the past year? Once! And only for about 20 minutes, because Jonah wanted to walk anyways. I could've used a Mei-tai! Lesson learned: I am getting rid of that backpack tomorrow!

I cleaned out the boys toy room last night, getting rid of a huge garbage bag full of toys they don't play with. Many of them were hand-me-downs, or purchased at yard sales, yet it was still hard for me to let them go! (meanwhile my kids didn't care the least) I'll pick up a toy they haven't touched in 3 years, and attach all this nostalgia to it, fondly remembering the chubby knuckles and slobbery kisses of toddler years. However, I am learning to hold onto the memories, and ditch the material objects! If I think I'm going to miss something, I'll take a picture of it!
I also went through this giant box of stuff that Zadok had in his room and realized I needed to teach him more about organization and simplicity. Along with his large pile of favorite toys and drawings, there were unopened stocking-stuffers from Christmas! When I asked him why he wasn't opening them he shrugged and said,"Just saving them because they're special." It was kind of cute, but illustrated perfectly why I fear the hoarding potential is being passed down to my son. I quickly explained to him,"Although we live in a culture where having "stuff" is seen as important or cool, we actually don't need most of it to be happy. Buying more stuff, collecting more stuff, and having things stored away can attach us to material goods in a way that isn't healthy! We can start feeling greedy or selfish, or not want to share, or we can start feeling jelous of what other's have, or we can start thinking that we always have to have more stuff and then get disappointed if our expectations aren't being met, or we can become lost in the chaos of our personal living space, or we could be holding onto something we don't need that someone else needs more than us! For all these reasons we need to be careful about how we view our material goods, and keep things simple!!" After my little speal he looked at me and said, "Whatever. I don't really want it, I was just saving it because someone gave it to me." Oh. So he's not a compulsive hoarder, he's a 6 year old boy who's polite.

Well, I am making a real effort to keep things minimal, anyways! I am holding back from buying things just because they are yard-sale-cheap, I am sticking with our monthly budget even if it means not buying those cheap items that I think I have to have, and I am cleaning out all the stuff that the we don't use anymore. I am passing on books I've already read, I am tossing cute socks that I barely wear, and I am even letting go of my stuffed bunny. Yes, my stuffed bunny that I have moved around with me since college. I don't even think I'll miss it, I just got used to having it around.

Wow-getting rid of stuff is pretty euphoric! I wonder what else I can get rid of today? I feel free! I feel liberated from the chains of stuff that binds me! There's definitely a "high" attached to getting rid of of stuff, and I can feel the rush! I think it might be as addicting as hoarding!

There's got to be a balance here.......

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

zoom, zoom, zoom

Every day seems to zoom past super fast, don't it? I feel like I am constantly moving with no time to stop! From the moment we get up, to the moment we crash to sleep, the days are zooming by, zooming by, zooming by!
...So this is parenting!
...So this is life!

So this is what we do to zoom away our days:

We chase each other, and then catch each other. It's the oldest and most fun game out there. There's really not much to it. Chase. Catch. Chase. Catch. Chase. Catch. Then repeat. It never grows old!





Next up: See this little compact human being below? He was fussy ALL day today. We went to the beach in the morning, then came home for lunch. He wasn't happy the rest of the day and by 6pm we were really starting to wonder if he had something serious wrong with him! An inner ear infection? An unknown, deadly virus? A gastrointestinal problem? Then as we are sitting at the table, a giant piece of sea glass appears at his nostrils. Yes, this one on the right: We saw it lingering there for a brief second, then he sucked it back up his nose again! It took another 1/2 hour of us trying to figure out how to get it out of there, when it appeared again and Micah grabbed it! We think it was up there for 7-8 hours. So, next time your toddler is cranky, don't rule out the sea-glass-in-the-nose problem.

On a side note, I love this little curl on Odin's forehead. Just quickly stopping to adore it!


Good news for me: Micah got me a short-board for Mother's Day! I had visited some of the local surf shops to browse for boards, with nothing but wishful thinking, but then he surprised me with the board I said I really liked! It was truly a wonderful surprise! I had no idea he would go and get it for me.
I am so stoked to be short-boarding again and can feel my body getting back into surfing shape. When we first got here a year ago I couldn't see this far into the future! I was longboarding every once in a while on my 9 footer, and feeling awkward and out of place in the surf. It was hard for me to see that with time and persistence in the water, I would become completely comfortable out there again. My surfing muscles are returning, along with my ability to move more easily and gracefully through the water, plus navigating through the bigger surf. I've been paddling out 2-3 times a week, and loving it! Here's our little crew on Mother's Day. I love these boys!

Lastly, everyday is spent outside as much as possible. Now that Micah is off work for much of the Summer, we wake up and go on morning adventures. We like to walk along Hilo Bay and pick sea-glass (not for noses!) and watch the canoes race.








Life is zooming by quickly, but we are enjoying every moment with our family.
A hui hou!

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Four!


He comes over to cuddle with me, then pokes at my eyelids, pulls my lips apart and squeezes my cheeks. He tries to lick my face, pushes my nose in, then merrily sings me a made-up song that goes, "My mommy, my mommy, I love-love-love my special mommy, google-plex, google-plex times!!"
Every time he says something it comes out yelling:
"I DO NOT WANT LENTILS!"
"KEIKI-LAND IS NOT FUN AT ALL!"
"I NEVER WASHED MY ARMPITS FOR A LONG, LONG TIME!"
"THIS IS NOT BE POSSIBLE!"
"GEEZ, I"M TOO TIRED FOR THIS!!"
"I LOVE LITTLE WORMIES!"


He smells like sweet bread and flowers. He dances wildly, giggles fiercely, and runs most everywhere he goes. When I ask him to answer the joke,"What do you get when you cross a sheep and a banana?" he answers,"The chicken turns around and eats it off it's butt." Then he laughs non-stop until we all fall on the floor laughing just because he's laughing so hard, not because "a chicken eats it off it's butt" is even funny, but because he thinks it is. (real answer: a baaaaa-nana)
He doesn't want to do everything his Mama asks, and gets mad easily when something is too hard for him. His face turns red, and he yells,"I can't even do this!!,"
Though he wants to do most things by himself. He loves to dress himself, carefully picking out his own outfits. One day it's most important to wear shorts with buttons, another day it's shorts with string. Although he doesn't care much for night-time potty training-(he might be in sleep-diapers til he's 18.)
He loves his Mama and his Papa very much, and asks for each of us specifically at different, crucial times. He needs Mama to say nighttime prayers with him, he needs Papa to read the scriptures, he needs Mama to click his seat-belt, he needs Papa to heat his food, he needs Mama to tuck him in bed, he needs Papa to play outside.
He needs to kiss everyone 2 times on the lips before bed. If anyone leaves the house he needs to hug them tightly and say,"I love you, goodbye, be safe, have fun!" (Which has now become a family tradition.)
He adores his big brother.
He is the middle child, sometimes ignored and overlooked to make way for the baby, but always resilient. His parents try hard to make sure he knows just how special he is, and that his four year old needs are so important, too!

Collecting sea-glass, playing board games, coloring pictures, jumping off furniture, dancing crazy, checking for eggs, making sand-castles (then destroying them), doing mazes, making up songs and new noises, being loud, breaking sticks, and kissing his family--this is the world of four!
We love our little, four year old Odin.
We love him google-plex, google-plex times!