Let's just say she not named after Hannah Montana!!!

Friday, March 21st, 2001...a very Good Friday indeed!!!

Our lovely friends, Kanani and Carl, are increasing the workload for the children's church ARK. Yesterday was the arrival of little Samantha Maile...pronounced like "Miley" for those of you who also mistakenly thought that she was named after Miley Cyrus. Believe me, I am also slightly disappointed. But I'm glad that she has a strong hawaiian name...that way she can attend Kamehameha Schools and abandon her "english" name. We all do it, it's a requirement for admission.

We visited Kanani and Samantha today. They chose Samantha because it is the feminine version of the name "Samuel." And Samuel heard from God. I think their name choice was really blessed. When we arrived, she was a cute little bundle of hiccups...loud hiccups that sounded like little yipping barks. She didn't stop. Then as I held her, I just prayed out loud over and over again "Jesus, please stop the hiccups" while rubbing her back. And, she stopped. Oooh, this one is going to change the world.

Also there was Amber and Jessica. Scott was over his cold from this last week but he didn't want to take chances. So he was banished to sit in the corner where I heard sick grandpa also had to sit. I think he was glad to be ousted though when the talk turned to topics like labor and breast-feeding.

Wake up little one!!!


This is sign language for "give me the camera, Scott!!!"
I really love this one where baby Sammie(I've decided to call her this) is staring up at Amber



Jessica came to visit. She is so photogenic. I told Scott she should be a model...and he said "I think she is." Look, you can catch a glimpse of Scott in this one. Can't you tell how thrilled he is about babies?





hello, little one. you have a whole life ahead of you. isn't that awesome?

Baby Reeves

I have exceeded my limit of upload for Flickr for this month. So, the other photos of baby Reeves is just going to have to wait. Just a few more days and I can upload to my heart's content. We visited Erica today, brought her lunch, and met the little tyke. He was sleeping...in fact, he stayed asleep the entire time. Erica says he sleeps through everything...well, he did have to learn in utero to sleep with a mom who laughs like only Erica can.

Photo 1: He's just swimming in his clothes. He's tall and doesn't fit newborn sizes anymore

Photo 2: Here's Uncle Scott who usually doesn't carry babies this young...but with all our friends mass producing them...he's learning quickly.

I'm tired and my legs dont want to move...

I'm so so so tired. I got home late from work and then ate dinner at midnight. Scott and I were supposed to go to work out at the turbo kickboxing class this morning with Kevin and Keidi but I was way too tired this morning. When Scott tried to wake me up this morning, I gave him the cold shoulder and the evil eye. Then, man, as I was just slipping back to wondrous sleep under my warm comfy blankets, I heard the annoying, persistent knock of Kevin at the front door. I tried to ignore it but the second round of knocks dragged me out the door. I trudged to the front door and gave him a withering look. But it did wake me up, so I did go after all and I'm glad I did. It was a lot of fun...although, my legs don't ever want to used again and I'm sleepy again.

These are some more pictures from the double Hope chapel baby shower. This is Yvonne's granddaughter, Bella. The minute she came in the room, I just lit up and my whole goal was to introduce myself and then steal the baby. And, I did. And as a added bonus, she helped me win the final game. I had three bracelets but Ruby had four bracelets so I spent some time eyeing out everyone and saw Grace wearing two bracelets. So I carried Bella over and said "look, Grace!" And on cue, she giggled and said "oh, what a cute baby!" YAHOOO, thank you, Grace. Those bracelets are mine, and I pulled ahead to win. I love a good game well played.

Photo 1: I played around in Photoshop too much with this one. I tried to adjust her lighting so she wasn't overshadowed by the couch and shadows but I think the difference is too harsh in some areas and she looks like a cutout in a zoomed in version. So, no big version this time.

Photo 2: Here's a closer version...she is such a cutie. I wish I could have taken her home.

Happy Valentine's, Baby

Little "Haley Blake" born on Valentine's Day, February 14th, 2008.

Our friends did a good job, huh? The little bundles of hope have begun to arrive. I must say, this was not the couple I would expect would have their first little girl on Valentine's. Such a cheesy and mushy holiday for so-not-a cheesy and mushy couple. Scott and I put our valentine morning celebration on hold to go visit the new proud papa and mama...and let's not forget the excited "tutu" Deb...so excited, she jiggled baby until her breakfast came out (the baby's breakfast, not Deb's). Oh, boy, I forgot babies like their milk to come and go both ways.

Scott took this next photo, I figured, I should have a photo of myself somewhere in my own blog. I put her in this position and then I kind of got stuck. So I pretty much kept her there because fear kept me from attempting to pick her back up. At least I tried, Scott stayed a safe 3 feet away at all times. And there's the proud dad, Michael, who looked as if he was charged up and ready for anything. New fathers must produce some sort of alternate energy hormone.

Here Haley is snuggling with her little friend. Well, more like, I put the bear on top of her and what can she really do about it. I do swear, though, when I first put the bear wedged up against her, she gave it the side eye like "what the heck is that so close to my face?" I then felt compelled to move it to a less crowding position.

My advice: Sleep all day and night, baby...I wish I could. ~ Keao Sunaoka