Filipino Fiesta!

Just by looking at my kids, I don't think a lot of people would guess that they're part Filipino. Well, maybe Ethan, if I happened to be standing next to him or something, but the other three, not so much. So when my sister told me last night that my parents were planning on cooking some Filipino food, we automatically dubbed it, "Filipino Fiesta" like the old tv show our grandparents used to watch back in Hawaii.

We had lumpia, pinakbet, adobo and some other foods that weren't exactly Filipino, but we enjoy anyway. By the time the main dishes were ready, I had already stuffed myself silly with shumai and lumpia; so satisfying, but I really can't move right now, lol.

All the kids, except for Ryan, ate some "regular" food (chicken nuggets, I think), which is okay. They do like lumpia, but just the banana-filled ones. In fact, I think that's all Ryan had for dinner, lol!

I vote for Filipino Fiesta at least once a month!

It's Spaghetti Night!

Just what the title says.

It's Spaghetti Night at Nalani's!

'Nuff said.

The Adventures of Ethan, The Boy With No Voice!

So Ethan woke up this morning with no voice. It was quite amusing to him to try to get us to understand what he was trying to mouth; he was constantly breaking out into silent giggles. But, it turns out he's really easy to please as long as it involves food and watching cartoons.

No voice also did not discourage him from harassing his sister, believe me! The only way I could tell he was bothering her was when Vanessa would suddenly shriek, "Ethan! Stop!" Or when her high-pitched shriek would pierce the air. Always a lovely sound, let me tell ya!

Luckily, Vanessa was feeling better enough to go to school today, so right now it's just me, Jeff and Ethan. So far the two have stayed out of each other's way, but that could change in an instant.

I'll have to be ready for it.

Funny Things Kids Say!

Yesterday, Vanessa tells Scott, "If we're not making good choices, Daddy, then we're not choosing the right; we're choosing the left!"

Last week, I had a conversation with Jeff that went like this:
Me: Jeff, let's get ready for the day!
Jeff: No! It's naked time!
*proceeds to strip down to his diaper and run around the house screaming*

Just this past Sunday, on Easter, Ryan comes downstairs to find the Easter Bunny has left them baskets full of goodies. Except, he looks at the tags, then asks, "Dad, why does the Easter Bunny write like Mom?"