Archive for September, 2013

The World According to Kai

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September 18th, 2013



My friend Paul dispensed a little piece of wisdom from his six year old son, Kai: Make sure you make an impression on others.

On his first day of school, Kai wore one red shoe and one black shoe (school colors.) His teacher made a big deal about it and even pointed it out to the whole class.

That was the first day of school and the kids didn't know one another yet, but the other kindergarteners knew Kai after that.

Kai woke up the next morning and said "I want to wear a tie to school." Paul said sure.

By the way, Kai also wanted Paul to gel his hair. Afterwards, as he looked in the mirror with a smile he said, "Oh man, is my teacher going to say something about this!"

For those of you who know Paul Drewes, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree!

Hope the things you do today get you noticed!

Birthday presents

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September 16th, 2013



Every now and then something happens to remind me that the old adage is true: the best things in life are free. It was my birthday week recently. My super sweet, loving child wanted to make a fuss for me.

I came home the night before to dinner nearly finished and waiting for me! Olivia was standing at the stove and stirring macaroni and cheese with Claus' direction. She served it in her special Hello Kitty bowl. As part of her new chores routine, she also proudly set the table.

The following day, she presented me with a gift. It was a bunch of her favorite toys, piled in a box that I had brought home and gave her to play with. She had decorated the box further with handmade drawings.

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The toys included nail polish, a piece of a keychain, a hair accessory, a handmade handkerchief she already gave me once during Summer Fun, a handmade bead necklace, and a handmade card. I love it all.

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She topped it off with a hug, a kiss, and an I love you. Really, this is the best birthday present I've ever received.

Shiny stuff

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September 13th, 2013



Boy, did I ever do something stupid the other weekend. I encouraged my daughter to covet expensive gems. Now, even the cheap downgrade is costing more than I want.

I didn't mean to do this. Here's how it happened: she likes the shiny river rocks that decorate some neighbors' yards. They're black with some sparkle in it.

Olivia kept mooning over the "soft" and pretty rocks, so I told her I'd buy a bag and give her one for each week she got five gold stars at school.

I can appreciate her love for pretty rocks. As a child living in the East Coast, I recall it was very popular for the neighbors to decorate their lawns with shiny white granite chips, which fascinated me with the way they shone in the sun.

That, and every other house had a little cast-iron statue of an African American man dressed as a jockey holding a lantern by the path. Being the emancipated North, I'm going to guess this is meant in a positive way? Boy I haven't thought of that for a long time.

I digress. So we had already agreed on the $10 bag of river rocks as a reward I could distribute over the course of many weeks for good behavior. Why did I have to open my mouth, then?

Because I love her, and I wanted to share my enjoyment of pretty stones with her. When we were getting ready for bed, I looked up crystals so I could show her other - prettier- rocks.

Her eyes popped open wide as her little finger whipped through the images of various crystals. She certainly has expensive taste.

She asked me to buy her an $800 raw crystal geode, as well as some fancy looking diamond that probably costs $20,000. Yeah, that's going to be like 13 years' worth of gold stars at school.

Rose quartz

Rose quartz

Olivia turned down the river rock bag in favor of crystals. We ended up at Sedona in Ward Center because I didn't know where else to go; bead and craft shops didn't have it.

Peridot

Peridot

Even the little crystal chips cost a buck, but she had a grand time mulling over the many bowls of sparkling colors before selecting one.

Note to self: it's not smart to upsell your own self.

Miss Hawaii Crystal Lee competes for Miss America

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September 11th, 2013



Miss Hawaii Crystal Lee will be competing for the title of Miss America in Atlantic City on Sunday, September 15. ABC network will broadcast it live at 9 p.m.

DIane & Miss Hawaii 2013 Crystal Lee

DIane & Miss Hawaii 2013 Crystal Lee

The half Chinese-half Caucasian beauty called her schedule "crazy" at the time we met, because she only had two and a half months to prepare for this contest, since winning the state pageant.

"I'm in the red zone already, but I'm going to make it work," she smiled, noting that she's minding her diet, exercising three times a week, working on sharpening her skills for the national contest, while still making Miss Hawaii appearances.

Lee, who in person is even more radiant and charming than in pictures or television, remarked on this whirlwind journey, "It's exciting. To think that a girl from Waipio Gentry can achieve this? It made me realize that there's so much more opportunity out there for me and it's encouraged me to reach for the stars."

The 22 year old University of Hawaii graduate selected a platform of blood donation, because her grandfather needed blood transfusions during an illness.

Lee, who previously held the Miss Chinatown title, says she was raised to observe local Chinese traditions and appreciate Chinese food. Her personal goal is to become fluent in French; she studied in France for two months. Her post-pageant career goal is to work in advertising.

Good luck Crystal!

Drinks like a fish

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September 4th, 2013



Oh, how embarrassing the American lexicon can be. Claus likes to drink a lot of water. When he exercises on a hot day, he will gulp down 40 oz. of water right away.

He also likes to swim, which is something that also involves water. At some point, the term "drink" and "like a fish" got mashed up in Olivia's head.

I am not sure how. This is not a conversation I've had with my six year old.

So I'm at my workplace at one of the restaurants. My place of employment, I say again.

The server comes by and asks if Claus wants a refill of his water. It was breakfast. He said yes.

Olivia adds helpfully, "That's because my daddy drinks like a fish!" Sure. Drinking like a fish at 8 a.m.

Luckily, I am friendly with this server. He looks at me with a smile and raised eyebrows.

Then he corrects Olivia, "We say, 'My daddy likes the juice.'"

The juice! That's so much better. I've glad we can clear that right up about my baby daddy.

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