Parent Pay Day

Well...last night I had a parent pay day. As a mom I spend most hours of the day trying to teach my children how to get along, share, serve, help others, be friendly, and basically be good people and citizens. Most of the time I feel like it is a lot of work, and an endless cause...until nights like last night. I was craving pumpkin pie and so I made one. As I was dishing up...Kainoa was misbehaving and was sent to his room. I heard Rory saying..."I'm sorry, but now you are not going to be able to have pie." Akime heard that and said, "Can I share my piece of pie with Kainoa." Oh my gosh!!! These boys really are brothers that love each other and look out for each other. Kainoa came down for the pie. When they were leaving the kitchen to go to bed, under my breath (I guess a little too loudly) I said..."Oh"..."I hate when the sink is full of dishes." Kainoa heard me and said, "Mom I'll do the dishes for you." I really wanted him in bed, and him doing the dishes really meant more work for me...but I couldn't beat the offer. Thank heavens for moments like these. My kids really are great...even when it is the middle of summer and we think we're driving each other nuts. We really are happy and loving family!

Big day in the O-R

Well today Kainoa and Daisy had surgery. Kainoa and Daisy both had adenoids removed. Kainoa had tonsils out too. Daisy had tubes placed in her ears. Daisy of course was crying when she got out. I held her, suctioned out her mouth, and fed her. Then she was smiling and good. She's been more tired throughout the day.

Kaioa is a different story. Driving there he said, "I'm really excited mom! Not the excited when you cry...but the nervous excited like when you're going to preform on American idol." I thought that was well thought out. He was chatty the whole way there. When they gave him the medicine to make him tired...when it started working...he asked..."What's in this stuff?" "Does it change your DNA?" "The chairs look like fish." He came out of surgery like a champ! When we were driving home...he said..."So, what do you think about me not crying?" He is so funny and has always been tough. I remember as a two year old...getting blood drawn...he looked up at t the nurse and said, "thank you!"

He insisted that they keep his tonsils so that he could see them. "hmm" he said. "They look like oval meatballs." Got to love it. I have a picture that I'll add to this post.

Well...he hasn't slept all day...still can't walk five feet without doing a couple of Kart-wheels, has done some head stands...eaten our dinner mixed in a blender...and asked..."tomorrow, can I have a cheeseburger." He keeps wanting pretzels.

So...all has turned out well...let's hope he's not too active and that he causes harm.

Thanks everybody for your love and prayers!