i love kids

The point of this post is to present that kids are priceless.

(I hope you appreciate my use of alliteration)

Last week was my brother Joseph and Gioey's 6th anniversary so Joseph asked if he could bring the kids over so they could go have dinner to celebrate.  Of course, I said of course. Little Joseph headed straight downstairs to play with the toys.  When he came back up he had stuffed his chubby little feet into some plastic high heels.  They couldn't have been comfortable and he kept slipping and falling, but he wobbled around in them for the next couple hours. 

Last week, Kina accompanied me (for the first time) to drop off Malia and her cute little haole classmate we pick up on our carpool.  As soon as she got in the car, Kina started to talking with her. 

Kina: My name is Kina. I'm three. I'm Malia's sister. We're brown.

Avery: I'm Avery. I'm four. I'm. . . clear.

I was busy in another room, but heard the rustling of paper going on for a while.  When I finally got up to find out what it was - I found Tali in the middle of this mess.  She is so helpful.

Kina in her prayer the other night: "Please bless Mommy she won't be mad cause she has a big tummy".

The other day on the way to preschool, Malia asks me, "Mommy, where did we come from? God or Hawaii?"