Hello everybody from Hawaii. Now, when Mommy and Daddy told me we were coming back to Hawaii visions of playing the sun and going to beach danced in my head. Unfortunately, it has pretty much been raining ever since we got here. I got a little tired of staying in the house so I decided to take matters into my own hands and headed out to check out what rain in Hawaii was all about. Turns out its a lot of fun!
Rain, rain go away, come again another day (like when I'm back home in San Francisco!)
Daddy, come over here and play in the gutter with me...
See Daddy, you clap your hands in the water and it splashes, fun, right?
I'm a flexible girl, I can have fun in any type of weather...
Rain in Hawaii, not so bad really...
Mommy has a towel for me, right? Cool, just checking...
Hey you, come over here for a second, I want to show you something. I think there is a little girl that kind of looks like me following me around...
See there she is. She likes to play games too - just copying everything I do. Super annoying.
Seriously. You need to stop this.
Still there? Hmm...
Argh...
Okay fine, we can be friends. Nice jacket by the way. Adorable.
Guess what I did yesterday? I baked bread! Challah to be exact. What’s challah? It’s just Jewish for bread. Delicious bread that is. Especially when it’s baked by me!
How did I know how to bake? I wish I could tell you that I just came up with the recipes all by myself, but that just wouldn’t be true. Megan helped me out every step of the way. Baking is pretty awesome though. You get to make a huge mess and no one yells at you.
Say that again? You want me to dump the flour on the floor? Does Mommy know you are teaching me how to do this?
Just like this?
I mean I'm having fun, but I feel a little guilty. I'm making such a mess. (It's okay Maile Girl, it's okay...)
Ta da!
You know what the best part of baking is? The EATING!
(Dad note: I know I’m pretty biased, but the challah was delicious. We had challah french toast all weekend. According to Megan, Maile had a blast with the baking – we can’t wait to see what they make next!)
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Maile Girl here. I need your help. I’ve just spent the last week at Grandma Jill and Grandpa Mike’s house and I have to admit I’m a little confused. Basically, I’m just not sure anymore what a “toy” is. Sometimes I see something and start playing with it and it’s fine. But other times, I get in trouble for playing with things that look exactly like toys. Let me see if I can explain with a quick example.
Grandma Jill and I playing legos...
So in this picture I am playing legos with Grandma Jill. Notice how the legos are about the same height as me. Grandma Jill encouraged me to “touch” the legos and even when they fell over and broke apart we all had a good laugh.
Now look in the picture below:
Grandpa is saying to me: Maile that is not a toy, do not touch it.
See that bike right next to me? It’s just about my size again. Looks EXACTLY like a toy. Guess what? According to Grandpa Mike, not a toy. In fact, he got really anxious when I got too close to it. Even worse, it’s in this room with all types of things on the ground that look JUST LIKE toys, except they aren’t and I can tell nobody was pleased when I was checking things out.
Grandpa Mike, I really, really want to touch this bike.
Maile Girl here. My mommy and daddy rock. I mean they are normally pretty cool, but on Sunday they took it to a whole other level.
First, we get on a bus – and well, you know how much I love buses (and the wheels going round and round, and the people going up and down, the whole thing…)
In any event, we take the bus for a little bit and then Daddy tells me he has a big surprise for me and then we walk into this BIG room and then someone hands us these black glasses (that looked oddly familiar) and then I look up and I see this big screen that looks just like the screen when I watch the Yo Gabba Gabba TV shows … (breath) … and THEN Daddy tells me I am going to get to meet DJ LANCE ROCK and the Yo Gabba Gabba crew! We were at Yo Gabba Gabba Live! (A little confusing because they always seem “live” to me… but I wasn’t complaining.)
The show was awesome – they dropped like a million balloons from the ceiling and they had bubbles (I almost caught two) and these long colored ribbons that mommy said were “streamers”. And all my favorite Yo Gabba Gabba characters were there and they sang and danced and THEN Biz Markie came out and did his beat of the day (Daddy really liked that part).
So fun! Thank you Mommy and Daddy!
Me and Mommy before the show starts - I was so excited I could hardly sit still!
Check it out we're a family of DJ Lance Rocks!
The show was A-Mazing - I don't think I blinked the entire time...
Oh, I almost forgot. At intermission I met this really nice boy sitting right next to us. I chatted him up a bit. He's a bit older. Then Daddy came and got me. That's all.
Before I donned my Curious George costume for Halloween I did my research by having Mommy read me the Curious George books about 1,000 times. (I’ve been asking to read about 12 books before bed each night, so it really didn’t take us that long). I realized that to be a proper Curious Maile, I would need a man to bail me out of any trouble I might get in. Preferably a man in a yellow hat.
Luckily, I knew just the guy for the job. Yep, my daddy! He didn’t have the luxury of a beautiful costume from Grandma Gail or really any yellow in his existing wardrobe, but a few clicks on the ol’ Internet and the man in brown showed up with a costume just for Daddy (and some more diapers for yours truly). I think we make quite a team!
Curious Maile and the Man in the Yellow Hat
Now I can go get in some trouble - watch my back man in the yellow hat!
So I just wait up here, huh?
Hello? Anyone home?
Gotta be honest, daddy, not really getting the gist of this quite yet...
Hey, up there, there are a lot of houses to hit, let's do this!
Tick tock.
(Dad note: our neighbors finally came down and gave us some awesome candy – of course, I missed the picture of that part 😉
Mommy, check out my loot. Pretty good, right?
You might have heard that my hometown San Francisco Giants are headed to the World Series! How did this happen? Well, among other things a guy named Juan Uribe hit a homerun – but, most importantly, Megan and her boyfriend, Dolan, gave me a rally towel. Before the game Megan and Mommy taught me how to use said rally towel – and well, the rest is history!
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Needless to say, I’ll be waving my rally towel all week to help the Giants prepare for the start of the World Series!
(Dad note: Maile got her sports confused a bit right at the end, but we’ll get her straightened out before the games start on Wednesday…)
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(Dad note: I have no idea if this is actually what Maile was thinking since, well, she still doesn’t really talk. I’m just making assumptions here…)
Maile: Daddy, doesn't this look just like the places where Woof Woofs go potty? Daddy: Um, I suppose so.
Maile: See Daddy, I'm just like a woof woof! Daddy: Yikes.
Maile: All done! Daddy: If you start making us take you outside to go potty, your mother is going to kill me...
Daddy told me the other day what college cost. He broke it down in terms of blueberries (that’s the only thing I really find particularly valuable). I couldn’t believe it! I decided that I need to start saving much more seriously so I roped Grandma Gail and Grandpa Cal, grabbed all their loose change and put it in my piggy bank. I hope daddy is happy with me…
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(Dad note: quite happy. As the video shows, Maile takes saving very seriously!)
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