My oldest son and his family is due to arrive in around 5 hours. They’re flying in from Boston and we’re anxious to see them. Kamalani slept here for about a week because she’s so excited to see her uncle and cousins. Yesterday she was being such a pain in the butt because she was whiney and wanted our attention at the wrong time. When we weren’t doing anything, she just wanted to watch Harry Potter but as soon as we started unpacking more boxes, she decides she wants to do an activity. Go figure.
Before my son started packing, I called him to tell him to pack light so that he’ll be able to take some boxes with him. We have boxes of memorabilia from scouting stuff to sports and school artwork. It’s time for all of the kids to take their things with them now that they have their own families and we have nowhere to store them anymore. I talked to my cousin about it too since she’ll be picking him up from the airport when he returns to Boston. She thought I was going to be sending him home with Dungeoness Crab and Salmon, silly wabbit! I told her that I am sending my son with the “deprived-childhood” all of his deprived childhood things. HEH HEH
Here’s a quick update on things since my last post:
- I had a birthday and spent more money than I should’ve. Next year I’ll probably do the same. I bought a Megellan GPS system but it hasn’t arrived yet. I’m expecting it today! Will post more on it after I actually have it in my hands.
- Kamalani graduated from kindergarten. We had to sit on the teeny tiny chairs in her classroom to watch her ceremony. The teacher had a slideshow of the kids with music accompanying the show. All the music she selected were automatic tear jerkers. I made a comment on the music and she said that was the whole point, then offered me kleenix.
- I planned a nice Father’s Day for hubby. Unfortunately my back went out after I fixed him a big breakfast and started clearing out the breakfast dishes. He ended up helping me with the barbecue later that evening. My back is still hurting but it’s much better than it was a few days ago. Even though my mind isn’t stressed about our boys flying to visit us, I think my body feels the stress and that’s when I start aching.
- We still haven’t unpacked all of the boxes. In fact, our bodies went into shutdown mode and we struggled to get psyched out enough to unpack some boxes yesterday.
For tonight’s menu, I have a SUPER big pot of beef stew, lomi-lomi salmon, ahi poke, poi and rice. I also have hotdogs for backup in case the kids don’t eat any of these. HEH HEH
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A couple of years ago I finally gave my girls their baby stuff I’ve been keeping. I had a trunk full of stuff and I finally realized they are grown and they should have it and do with it as they please.
I even had my oldest daughta’s PEEO, her baby pillow she carried around for 5 years then wen she went kindergarten she didn’t want it anymore. I wrapped it up with her Xmas present and she saw it she hugged it and smelled it and screamed MY PEEO! Da family just rolled their eye because they remember dat pillow, my MIL refused to watch my daughter if she didn’t have her pillow with her.
Happy reunion and giving the kids their stuff. I hope they appreciate it. They going get flashbacks. LOL
Oh, wow, my mom does the same thing to me every time I go home! Hahaha! “Are you going to take this home with you? How about this? Why don’t you take this? You have to go through your stuff!” I see it’s a ‘mom’ thing!
I kept all my children’s things too. My hale looked like a Museum. Luckily they are all here now with their own places. Little by little my hale is getting empty.
I need a one bedroom so they no sleep ova! heheheh
Ahhh…the joy of Motherhood when we get old.
FREEDOM!
Lynn
My oldest son took all of his trophies home along with his sports gear which he can pass on to his kids. I still have three more kids to go . . . wish me luck!
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