We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
Although we’d lived here only a few days when we saw whales breeching off shore, we have yet to see any turtles. (We were walking along the beach at sunset behind our condo at Turtle Bay Resort. It was very romantic. We were on our honeymoon. Oh, wait. We still are.) I dreamed about a sea turtle once. It was as big as our coffee table and it was in our front yard. But alas! It was only a dream. We went to Turtle Bay on Monday since we didn’t have work (thanks Prince Kuhio!) and we did not see any turtles. We saw random people I know from Utah (always a bizarre experience), but no turtles. We have seen whales on more than one occasion, despite the fact that they are, supposedly, much rarer of a find. It is our new mission to get a picture of a real turtle to post on our blog before Kamehameha Day in mid-June (which is when we are going to Alaska as well–double incentive). So keep checking up on us.
ps. Neither of us crocheted this turtle, but we would like to sponsor a competition. Whoever can create a crocheted humpback whale wins fame and glory beyond any of your wildest dreams.
Oooh oooh!! I want glory beyond my wildest dreams! Where do I sign up?! Where can I find someone who knows how to crochet?! Aaah!! So much to do, so little time!! By the way, that is a really cute turtle, even if it isn’t real. I wish I had orange skin like that.
If you really want some nice orange skin, I’ve heard of some “tanning” lotions that will do the job for you.