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Monday, December 27, 2010

The Christmas Train of Horror

by Papa K on December 27, 2010

Before we left Honolulu we took the girls to the Ala Moana mall to ride the Christmas train. Last year Maile was too small, but it is a Murashige family tradition that Katie and Emily really look forward to and were excited to share with their cousin. As the title of this post suggests, things started out pretty good, but quickly spiraled downhill…

Guess what Maile Girl? Today you get to ride the Christmas Train!

Guess what Maile Girl? Today you get to ride the Christmas Train!

Psst. That's the train I get to ride today!

Psst. That's the train I get to ride today!

Maile and the Christmas Train - still friends. For now...

Maile and the Christmas Train - still friends. For now...

This. Is. Going. To. Be. Awesome. (Dad note: In hindsight this was the peak of Maile's excitement re: the Christmas Train adventure.)

This. Is. Going. To. Be. Awesome. (Dad note: In hindsight this was the peak of Maile's excitement re: the Christmas Train adventure.)

Umm... hey guys, where do the mommies sit on this thing?

Umm... hey guys, where do the mommies sit on this thing?

Speaking of mommies, where is my mommy?

Speaking of mommies, where is my mommy?

Oh, there mommy is. Mommy, I'm not enjoying this anymore.

Oh, there mommy is. Mommy, I'm not enjoying this anymore.

No, really. It was a nice idea, but I'm all set. Please take me off.

No, really. It was a nice idea, but I'm all set. Please take me off.

Daddy to my rescue! My hero!

Daddy to my rescue! My hero!

Daddy, it was horrible. The train was moving and I couldn't find mommy and they were singing all these songs and just kept clapping and smiling and clapping and smiling...

Daddy, it was horrible. The train was moving and I couldn't find mommy and they were singing all these songs and just kept clapping and smiling and clapping and smiling...

Below is the video of Maile just before her early exit from the train. Yes, the train stopped mid ride and we extracted Maile. She wants us to report that she is safe and sound and is looking forward to trying again next year.

(Click here for the video.)

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Christmas Eve, 2010

by Maile Girl on December 27, 2010

I hope everybody had a fun Christmas. It’s hard to remember everything that happened the past couple of days – it was a crazy busy weekend. I’ll consult with Daddy though and post some updates over the next couple of days.

Let’s start with Christmas Eve – by far the best part of Christmas Eve was that my cousins, Katie and Emily, arrived from Japan. Even though we hadn’t seen each other in a whole year, we fell back into our old ways right away (and by “old ways” I basically mean that I try to copy whatever they do).

From left to right, Emily, me and Katie - I missed them so much!

From left to right, Emily, me and Katie - I missed them so much!

(And no, we didn’t just coincidentally arrive at the Christmas party all wearing the same thing – it was planned by Grandma Gail. She buys us the prettiest dresses!)

There was one not so cool part of the night. I was going to leave it out, but Daddy says I should tell you about it. This guy Santa showed up. He brought gifts, which was nice and all, but I wasn’t the biggest fan. Let me start from the beginning…

First it was Katie's turn, she went up and got her gift. She's done this a few times already so she acted pretty cool.

First it was Katie's turn, she went up and got her gift. She's done this a few times already so she acted pretty cool.

Then it was Emily's turn - she was very brave. She's all smiles in this picture, but she told me afterwards she was a little nervous...

Then it was Emily's turn - she was very brave. She's all smiles in this picture, but she told me afterwards she was a little nervous...

Then it was my turn. I was all set. Did. Not. Want. To. Meet. Santa.

Then it was my turn. I was all set. Did. Not. Want. To. Meet. Santa.

Dude, thanks for the present, but if you make a move for me, I'm screaming...

Dude, thanks for the present, but if you make a move for me, I'm screaming...

I wasn't kidding - GET ME OUTTA HERE!!!!!!!!!

I wasn't kidding - GET ME OUTTA HERE!!!!!!!!!

I did get a fun toy out of the whole ordeal, but now I know why in most books Santa comes at night and leaves the toys under the Christmas tree… all set with meeting that guy in person!

(Dad note: it is an absolute trip to look back at the post from last year’s Christmas. I can’t get over how different Maile looks!)

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