Watch out girls.....

Not only does he wear cute pajamas,
but he cooks too!

What Keona is eating......

I like chips.....



But what am I supposed to do with this?

First smile.......

to be caught on film.

Oh the INdignity of it all!

Is this what I have to look forward to as the LITTLE brother? I mean; come on! Would YOU wear this hat?

My sweet, sweet boy....

It is our ritual that when Keona goes to bed, I lie down with him until he falls asleep. Tonight he was very fidgety and had himself thrown horizontally across the pillows leaving me curled up awkwardly below. However, Keona reached out his little hand and began to softly caress my back while he sang Rock-a-bye Mommy..... How touching. After a few minutes he hit me on the head, but it was very touching until then!

Kalani report....

Kalani is now seven weeks old and he is, well, EATING, SLEEPING, AND POOPINGand THINKING DEEP THOUGHTS...along with lots of little coos, smiles, and giggles.

The jacket.....

was Uncle bubba's when he was 2!

Brothers

What keona is Drawing......

"What's this about?"
"It's a baby in the womb."

Perhaps a little LESS National Geographic channel and more Barney is in order!

Tell me about your picture....

"It's about a circle."

What Keona is saying......

Reading is FundaMENTAL..... We love reading around here and have been reading to Keona since the day he was born and have already brought Kalani into reading time as well. However, there may be a downside to such high ambition as illustrated by the words of my ever surprising son. Talk about words coming back to haunt you! In preparation for the arrival of Kalani we have been reading a book called Hello Baby! by Lizzy Rockwell (known as the Hopstable Book by Keona). Anyway, one paragraph included the information that "Mommy's breast make milk that is the perfect food for a baby". (we have always referred to the breast as "the ninny", I'm not even sure why anymore)Mind you, Keona had months before band us from calling him "baby"; he is a "big boy" and was having no more of the baby stuff. The other things is that Keona loved, loved, loved to nurse when he was a baby. So much that we were afraid it would be an issue when Kalani arrived and started nursing.

One day before Kalani arrived, Keona and I were enjoying some time together. He was asking questions about this and that when before I knew it, he had led me straight down the garden path and ensnared me in his little web.

"Mommy, am I your baby?"
"Of course, honey, I innocently replied. "You will always be my baby, even when you are all grown up."
Keona got a big smile on his face and triumphantly repeated his now favorite line (word for word) from the hopstable book, "Mommy's breasts make milk that is the perfect food for a baby".

Of course, I had to laugh and admire his ability to lay and spring his verbal trap, but my heart sank just a little thinking about the new baby nursing. The good news is that with Kalani's arrival Keona has decided that he really is a Big Boy and shows no interest in drinking from the ninny. So now I can look back and laugh and enjoy his prowess.




Storyteller
One day Keona began to tell me stories...beginning with "once upon a time".... He told me three.


Once upon a time there was a mommy. She was doing her work at the computer. Then she did a silly dance.

Once upon a time there was a big boy named Keona. He was swimming to Cocoa Island.

Once upon a time there was a boy. He liked to blow bubbles—when he was older.

Introducing........

Pregnancy is done! We all know that I am not a good pregnant person. There was no need to post my misery on my precious boy's page.

However, I can now proudly announce the birth of our second precious boy.
Kalani Timoteo Corpuz (Kalani means "the heavens")
February 7, 2006 at 2:13 pm
6 pounds, 2 ozs
19 inches long

SLEEPING ANGEL

EXCITED BROTHER

PROUD DAD

Pictures from the big day.......

And Baby Jesus, too!

Our North Carolina cousins spent many hours making these wonderful Creches for all their cousins (which is a long list!). Keona was singing Rock-a-bye Baby to the baby Jesus tonight.

A Christmas writing....
(outline shamelessly stolen from Father Michael)

Carelessly left among the refuse,
Hidden among the bright bows and shredded paper.
Rested the baby Jesus fashioned from a bowling pin,
Inviting us to peer into his world,
Searching for a way to reach us,
Trying to send his seemingly lost
Message. But somewhere in the chaos,
Angels added their voices and
Seemingly we heard some part of the tiny chorus as we stopped to listen.

Christmas pictures......

We had a wonderful Christmas visiting with friends and family....starting with our Christmas party (sadly no pictures) ,which included neighbors from Woodberry and some from our new neighborhood, to spending Christmas with my brother and family. Keona was very excited about his desk from Auntie M, a fishing pole from Santa, a REAL tennis racket from mommy and daddy, and his Sit-n-Spin from Aunt Barbara and Uncle Jim. Keona is also still talking about what fun he had playing with Tony and Dana.

When they are developed from our "old-fashioned" 35 millimeter camera, there will be more pictures of the kids.

We aren't afraid to say it.............

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!! We hope that everyone is enjoying the Christmas season in a way meaningful to you. While Keona only has a limited grasp of the BABY JESUS, he knows what babies are and that people get very excited about them -- as he is about his baby brother. However, he has a very firm grasp on Santa Clause because he has seen a hugged him! I say anywhere that faith can begin, let it be. Santa is a tangible reminder that there is someone bigger than ourselves who can accomplish great things. I didn't know how much of "the Santa Phenomenon" Keona understood until we took a trip to Sam's Club one day and he saw a large Santa figure and got all excited (last year, he wasn't so excited). I asked him what he wanted Santa to bring this year and he very firmly stated: "A fishing pole". He has remained steadfast in his request ever since. Oh to be two and know exactly what you want. If only his requests would stay so simple. : ) Keona thoroughly enjoyed his visit with Santa this year and even gave the Big Guy a hug.

What Keona is saying......

Yesterday, when Auntie Ann and Uncle Stanley were visiting Keona was telling them all about what he likes to do. As always, tennis came up. Until recently, Keona has enjoyed the freedom of playing tennis inside with little restriction. However, as of late, his arm is getting quite strong and we find ourselves having to dive to protect our bric brac and other bobbles. So mom has (I thought) quietly put away all the rackets and related projectiles. In his reporting to Uncle Stanley, he showed that he knows EXACTLY what is going on. After telling how much he likes tennis, he thoughtfully added, "but mommy put my rackets away....ALL of them". But what he doesn't know is that Santa will be bringing him a REAL racket, though it will come with a few rules.

Another day, he warmed my heart. Many times when I or his father are driving him in the car, we like to sing with whatever is on the radio. Keona often emphatically says, "don't sing"! Of course we always took it that perhaps there is "something" about our singing that bothers him. However, he explained himself further several weeks ago when he and I were going somewhere. I was singing along with my favorite carols and Keona made his usual request that I not sing. Not to be outdone, I asked if I could turn up the music so he couldn't hear ME. He then said, "but I want to TALK to you!"