"Night and you and blue Hawaii"

This will also be our Christmas photo, so please don't look for too long :) Melekalekimaka (sp?
Buck and me at the Maui luau. Just a hint - it's totally worth it to reserve preferred seating.
Hoonka and Coach K1. It's so fun to have great pictures of them (all 3 of them :)

The gorgeous Superman M Kellys - this picture should be in a frame shop somewhere. We were invited on the stage to learn the luau. Something about fish and hooking a man. All of my men were up there dancing with me (or standing and staring).
Buck loved the luau. Drums and yelling and fire! What else would a 2 year old want?
A better shot of RK for extortion purposes.
Coach TK lookin' Blue Hawaii with his "made in China" shell lei.

"Whaaaat?"
SDJ, A-man, TK and Buck (who did not want to participate in more pictures while there was running around to do).
Cousin hugs!
Notice Buck's head as he watches the conch-shell beginning. It was a beautiful luau and thanks to Pa Joad, we had beautiful seats!
The luau girls.
Coach K1, A-man, Buck and RKZ with 2 of the dancing girls. I should just let you make up the caption!
The boys actually loved these guys - though they look scared in the pic.
There was a dance where they just invited up the men to "shake it" for us. TK obliged (and was pushed, so I could get a picture). He's on the far left, in white.
Shake it, TK! Shake it!
A-man, ready to go.

Well, there seems to be some photo-loading problem on blogger today - bummer. I'm just hoping that it doesn't go on for a long time - or forever for that matter. I always really enjoy using blogger --- OOPS! All better!

Buck just asked, "Is Daddy coming back here?" Buck always misses his dad during the day. We all miss RKZ during the day, especially after long family vacations where we were able to play all day together. Currently, Buck is attempting to run all of his cars (he says drive) under our large stuffed chair in the living room. When I asked him where all the cars (about 30) had gone, he just said, "under chair."

Now, I would like to analyze my little boy for a minute. This little baby, who did not walk until 16 months and seems so laid back, even now, somehow finds his way into trouble without making a sound about 10 times a day. And then there is the fact that he seems to never stop talking! How are these 2 self-contradictory things possible? I used to have a friend (Mark Kamei) who was amazed that somehow I could lead an entire conversation over beer and chicken wings and when it was finished, I would have succeeded in eating all of the wings without him (or anyone else I worked with) noticing. There must be some family magic that allows us to distract our audiences while we find trouble. Whatever it is, Buck has it. While I've been typing this, he has made it into our mudroom, put his shoes onto the wrong feet (but they're on!) and headed into to the garage to do God know's what...So I'd better run!