Hey everyone, it’s Lauren.
I know its been a long time since I wrote directly, but something horrible happened this weekend and I needed to share.
Daddy and Maile were out and it was just me and Mommy. Mommy took me out to dinner. It was wonderful. Noodles! And she taught me how to use chopsticks. So I thought we were cool.
I asked for ice cream for dessert and Mommy said since I was such a good girl we could get some. I was happy.
Doesn’t sound so horrible, right? Yeah. Well, then, the horrible thing happened. Mommy gave me too much ice cream. Yep, you read that correctly. And then she wouldn’t take it out. She just left it there and said I didn’t have to eat all of it. Can you believe that?
Too much ice cream. Awful. It’s basically the worst thing that has ever happened to me.
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Lauren Girl here! It’s been awhile since I’ve written, but I had quite the adventure this weekend. For the holiday, Mommy and Daddy said we were going to “get out of the city” to some place called Sonoma. It didn’t mean much to me, but Maile seemed excited, so I was excited too.
This place was VERY different from home. Not elevators. And right outside the ground was green instead of gray! Yes, they had grass! RIGHT OUTSIDE THE DOOR!
I can get used to this country life for sure…
Chillin'
(Dad note: We rented a house up in Kenwood, CA right outside of Glen Ellen. It was great to get away for a few days. We actually didn’t take many pictures at all – just took the time to unwind, relax and have some fun in the sun with the girls!)
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Daddy came home for dinner just like normal.
Daddy gave me a bath just like normal.
Daddy left the house before bedtime … NOT NORMAL!
This. Is. Not. Part. Of. My. Routine.
I thought maybe he might just be taking out the trash. I thought maybe he’d come back soon before I went to bed. I kept checking the door. Nope. Just left. A kiss, some words I didn’t understand and then gone.
Not cool, Daddy, not cool.
(Dad note: I had a meeting – in fairness, I usually don’t come home first if I have a meeting at night. Threw poor Lauren off her game a bit. I’ll make it up to her with kisses in the morning.)
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Most of the time, it’s Maile that gets to tease me. She’s taller so she can hold things over my head. She’s stronger, so she rips things out of my hands. There are a hundred toys lying around, but for whatever reason, she always to play with the one that I managed to get my hands on.
But every once in awhile, I get my revenge. She thought she was going to teach me how to feed her – I had other ideas…
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Daddy, I’m not sure what kind of tricks you are trying to play on me. I am absolutely positive that a few seconds ago Mommy was right here and now all I see is my reflection in these big metal walls.
What gives?
No, seriously, bring her back.
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Lauren here. I have a confession to make. We were in Hawaii for so long, that I forgot what home was like. And I definitely forgot about my best buddy, Elena.
Here’s us on our first day back together:
Who are you? What are you doing here? Ahhhhhhhhhh!
And here we are today:
And we're friends. Again.
All is well again 🙂
Lauren Girl here! On Sunday afternoon, Mommy, Daddy, Maile, Grandma and Papa took me to get my first Christmas tree! I was pretty overwhelmed by all the trees, so Maile took the lead on picking out the tree – I think she picked a really nice one.
My very first Christmas tree picked out my big sister Maile
Guess what? I wasn’t the only one getting a Christmas tree for the first time. It was Papa’s first time too!
Papa was excited too!
This is pretty cool – Papa had a fun idea to get a picture of me getting a bird’s eye view of the trees.
Lauren's bird eye view (11 months)
And it’s almost the same picture that Maile and Daddy took the first time she went to get a tree!
Maile's bird-eye view (5 months)
Lauren Girl here.
Word on the street is that my daddy is spreading false rumors that all I can do is kneel/crawl these days. I’m here to set the record straight:
That’s right – no kneeling to be seen – just straight walking with my walker. Boo yah!
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Every morning I wake up and get to play with my big sister, Maile, and then after a little while she leaves to go to school. So this morning I said “dadadadadadadada” and Maile translated for Daddy that I wanted to go to school with her and so Daddy said sure! So we all piled into the car and drove over to Maile’s school. Once we walked into her classroom, Maile went and washed her hands and then she signed in – she signed her name in English and Chinese! So cool! I helped her out a bit…
Hmm ... that looks interesting. What are you writing?
Wow, you're writing is so fancy!
My sister? The coolest.
My turn?
Can I stay? You could just carry me all day - I bet no one will even know!
My big sister Maile is the best. I love her so much. I learn so much just by watching her – and trust me, I watch her. All. The. Time.
One thing I am quickly learning – my sister is an absolute riot. And big on the physical comedy too. Just absolutely cracks me up.
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