It's Aloha Friday...

So we've been busy doing nothing. Here's some nothing we've encountered the last couple of weeks:

Eric's 24th Bday! We celebrated the weekend before by taking little E to Mike & Erica's to be babysat for the day. Then Ma & Pa shamelessly ventured out to the west end beaches to go diving... Since I've been pregnant/mom to a little guy we haven't had the opportunity to go out together very much. We made good use of our few free hours and while diving saw a sea turtle, plenty of pipe fish, the state fish, lots of tang & coral and numerous colorful creatures. We hiked to the next beach and Eric got to partake in one of his fav. hobbies: rock climbing. Stopping at Coffees of Hawaii for some delic. sandwiches completed our perfect afternoon together. Tues. we celebrated E's actual bday with some bean bag toss, dingleberries, gourmet (ahem... homemade) pizzas, & E's fabulous homemade Guinness and Cherry Garcia ice cream. Yum! Note- the Guinness ice cream puzzled us and turned out tasting like carmel apples... odd.

Elliott learned to take his diaper off. Yikes. He roamed our house 1/2 diapered for about a week before I got smart enough to start putting clothes on the poor guy. Afterwards, I (giving him the benefit of the doubt) stuck him in bed for a quick nap shorts-free. I guess I just thought he wouldn't even notice. WRONG. After a couple minutes of crying... quiet. First clue. The crying starts up again, and Eric asks if we should go check on him. "I'll give him a few more minutes... he'll be fine" I reply. Eric (thankfully) ignores my advice and goes to peak on him. "Ris... COME HERE!"... hm... I find Eric trying to untangle E from his mosquito net above his bed. Not an uncommon occurence. "he need help with this? big deal" I think to myself. As I come closer, I notice E's diaper is off. There is also a brown substance all over the sheets, the bumper, the crib, the mosquito net that he's tangled in, his hands, his face, HIS MOUTH! Sick. EVERYWHERE except for his diaper. It was so clean you wouldn't believe. I would much rather powerwash 1000 hog barns than see that mess again. Poor Eric took the job of cleaning up the disgusting little boy while I tackled the bed. Gross, gross, gross. Lesson learned: never give an 8 mo. old the benefit of the doubt.

Eric's been taking little E out behind our house to the ocean just about every day. Little guy LOVES it. It is so sweet to see him pulling at his daddy's hands as Eric helps him walk out in the water. Of course, there's usually sand in the shorts & mouth, but what's the beach without a little sand everywhere? I love watching these two together... what good pals! Eric is constantly getting a stream of giggles out of the little guy... chasing him, scaring him, and playing together... they even work out together on daddy's new pull-up bar! :)

It was super hot at our house one night so we loaded up the car with picnic supplies, grabbed at pizza at Pizza Cafe, and headed up the mountain to the Lookout. So marvelously cool! It's amazing how fast the temp drops as you climb up the mountains. We opted for a stroll, a quick photo shoot, and Elliott attempted to get in on Mama's supper.

Tonight's Molokai's first summer praise concert! We're super excited.. lots of churches got tons of bands and groups together for some much needed praising to our Magnificent Creator. Eric's in charge of parking... hopefully little E & I can nab a couple of hours before getting the little guy in bed.

That's all for now...

Enjoy the full moon!

E^2 & M