Watch out world your going to be out danced by a 3 and 1 year old...lol!! My children love, love, love to dance...which obviously comes from me, but they love music more then anything...which comes from their dad. Any kind of music that they hear they will dance and if your lucky you might get to hear them sing too. I wish they can stay like this...hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

It's about that time...

Ok...so as my children grow they begin to learn new things and want to do new things not knowing what the consequences may be whether good or bad. My 2 month old baby girl is trying to sit up and she's also trying to laugh. My 1 year old, Pita is becoming more a devil then an angel with each new day and then finally my oldest, my 3 year old, Siua. His little body and brain is full of curiousity that it's hard for him to stay in one place...lol!! He tries to build a house with his grandma's expensive couch pillows, he talks to random strangers, he tries to build things with random toys...he does what a regular 3 year old child would do. But you know what beats it all?! Is when he's watching somebody (no names mentioned...my sisters, LOL!!) do something and he's fascinated by it? He would most likely do the same. The other day my sisters were babysitting my 2 boys for the night and I went over the next day to pick them up and guess what??...He paints his fingernails on one hand and paints all 10 toes with a color that is very noticable from a distant...a bright pink. I'm standing there wanting to do a lot of things: laugh, yell and also try to prepare him for what would be waiting for him once his dad saw it...obviously he didn't care...his dad wasn't there and he was with my mom. Then today I was giving my boys a bath. Doing the regular...fill the tub, wash and rinse them, then let them play a little while i get their clothes and towels. I come back in the bathroom to take them out and I look at my youngest holding a shaver...i freaked!! I took the shaver and checked to make sure he didn't cut himself, then...I looked at my oldest and it was what I was fearing the most...he shaved off most of his right eyebrow. Yes, yes he shaved off his eyebrow...from a distant it looks like he has nothing there until you look closer and he has patches of hair that the shaver missed. I don't know what to do...I don't know where he got the idea to shave his eyebrow in the first place. I thought of using my black eyeliner to draw an eyebrow, but he loves brushing his teeth and sometimes he would wash his face and I didn't want him walking around with makeup running down his face...so I just left it. I think this is the craziest thing he has done by far. He wanted to become a barber and cut his own hair, so we cut it short. He painted his nails and now he has no right eyebrow...hoi give me a break child. I'm wondering what the next thing he'll be doing to drive me insane..hahahaha!!

He's growing up!!

There is never a dull moment with Siua. From the moment he crawled til now. He is full of surprises! The other day my sister-in-law and I planned a family activity for the month of November and we planned to do a "sports day" at the West Valley Rec. It turned out pretty good. I lost 3 lbs in the process...yes!! Anyways! So as we walked in and stood around for a good 5 minutes wondering what to do first I helped my mom take the kids to the Rec's indoor playground and their playground is pretty big...no it's HUGE! Well to me at least. Let me remind you that this would be Siua's first time actually seeing a playground bigger then Mcdonalds...hahahaha. So I open up the door and let Siua and Pita in, then I walked in right after as soon as he steps in and realizes where we were he stood still with wide eyes and a huge smile on his face and said in a whisper, "WOW!!" Omg! I couldn't stop laughing at his reaction. The next day (which was a Sunday) they came home with us after sleeping over at my parents and we're walking downstairs with Siua being the leader of our line and he notice that the hall way has light. He was so surprised that he looked around and said, "Oh my gorsh!!" then kept saying it after that...Jay and I couldn't stop laughing!! He has learned so many things within the 3 years of his life that it kinda worries me in the future...anyways! Siua has learned to dance when he was able to sit up. His first swear word was the "F" word which he learned by watching "The Temptations" (my fault) . His first and favorite primary song is "If your happy". His favorite word to say is "annoying" (my fault too) and he says it to everyone. He has learned so many things that it's hard for me to keep track and he's still growing. Next year he would be attending school...scary, but very exciting. hmmm...my baby is growing up! (tear, tear)

No shame what so ever...

In my own opinion referring to some, not all, but some (maybe most) palangi's are pretty crazy and they have no shame doing anything, anywhere, any place. So, I go into Walmart getting what I needed from the food isle's and then headed to get butt cream, which was in the isle with the shaving needs and deodorants, but as I was heading towards that isle there was a small palangi family: mom, dad and a newborn. The mother was standing outside the isles with their cart and the dad was standing in between the isles with the stroller lookin at what they might want and before I walked in between them....the mom had her hands in her pants scratching the freakin heck out of her butt and she didn't even care that there was people walking back and forth staring at her with wide eyes also...talk about disgusting!! Well, I though it was done with the gross stuff, but it wasn't...after I loaded up the shopping and got in the car my husband was telling me about a palangi guy sitting in his car for 5 minutes straight digging in his nose and playing with the "treasures" he found...ewww! Here you go...I wanted to tell y'all our Walmart experience...hope to never, never see that again...

A broken blanket...

Ok so my oldest is very hyper- active...he runs around, screams, plays with his toys basically everthing that a 3 year old boy can do. But there is only one thing that can keep him calm for a while and that is his little, blue sipi (blanket). Anytime that he has it, he will get comfortable anywhere...and I mean anywhere except for the bathroom...lol! Anyways! So today we just got back from doing some errands and he was mad, because before we even left the drive way he fell asleep (great timing, huh?!) not knowing that we were leaving...which was perfect for me. Anyways! After my errands were done, I woke him up from his little nap and he starts balling his eyes so I asked him why he was crying and he said he wanted to go...hahaha! I try to explain to him that we just got back and he didn't believe me so he stormed off...stomping his feet and crying. Well, soon after I could hear him mumbling something heading towards me, but I couldn't understand, so I kept doing what I was doing then he came up next to me holding up his blanket and asked me..

Siua: "Mom, you broke my blanket?"
Me: "What?"
(Then he lifts his blanket with one finger through a hole)
Me: "hahahaha....Siua it's not broken, it's ripped"
Siua: "Man, mom you broke my blanket!" (he said this as he slowly turns away disappointed)

Ha!...my husband and I thought that was totally hilarious!!!

He was so excited!!

before (v) and after (^)
So we finally cut Siua's beautiful hair, but only because he wanted to be his own hair stylist...whenever he gets a hold of a pair of scissors the first thing he does is cut his hair and it's not where it can usually blend in with the rest of head...no, it had to be right in front and then the top part of his head. Believe me...I've tried hiding it, but it's hard to do when his hair kinda looks like a deformed Alfalfa...lol! Anyways! After he got his haircut he was so excited to do a show and tell with everyone...so we get home and he runs in showing his Grandma, then he started running around the house yelling for his dad...when he finally found him he was like jumping for joy when he was telling his dad, then he stopped and told his dad to go cut his hair...lol! My mother-in-law and I was rollin! I thought it was hilarious! But he loves his new haircut and now he's trying to get me to take Pita...lol! I'm thinking about it but not really sure...Anyways! Well, thats all I have for now...

1st white dress

I first want to thank our Father in Heaven for sending me a beautiful little girl and also those who attended her blessing.

On Sunday, November 1st Joslyn Tania Kioa was blessed at Cannon 2nd Ward by her Grandfather, Siosiua Kioa. I wished that her dad would bless her, but he felt better with his dad doing it...weird. Anyways! Well, 3 days before her blessing my mom had made her dress out of yarn and when she put it on Joslyn...I thought it was really pretty, but my mom thought otherwise so she made another dress the night before out of material instead. It was funny though, because as she was making this long white dress my dad would annoy her by saying stuff like, "Oh is she getting married?!"...hahaha! Well, I thought it was funny, but it's my moms first granddaughter...she can't help but go all out with her dress...lol! Anyways! This picture is one of four that I've taken at church and in all of them their is always a hand...total kill! But they're really nice. Grandma Teu and Lia dressed her right before sacrament and as I was watching them dress her I began thinking about the other two dresses that she would be wearing: her baptismal clothes and then her wedding dress! The day I look forward to (hopefully after or during college) and the day her dad dreads...lol! Anyways! Thanks to those who were able to make it out to her blessing!

Hitch Jr...Lol!

My 2nd child, Pita has so many issues...first, he's too small for his age. Second, he's really light for his age (lack of milk) and third, his attitude is like 3 years older then him...lol! Well, to add to his list of issues he's allergic to certain foods like 2% milk (which explains his first issue) and now peanut butter. Of all things to be allergic to it has to be peanut butter! Anyways! How I know is because he asked (in his little caveman talking) his Grandpa Siua for the peanut butter and cracker...so he puts a little of the peanut butter on half of the cracker and hands it to Pita and as usual he has to do a little taste test before eating the whole thing...he holds the cracker in one hand and he uses his finger off the other and wipes a little of the peanut butter on it, then he licks it and with no surprise he doesn't like it...so he tosses it and runs to me sticking his tongue, I'm guessing to wipe off the peanut butter then he runs off doing his own thing. Well about 10-15 minutes later my oldest, Siua runs down telling me about Pita's eyes...I didn't think anything was wrong, because he wasn't crying, then he ran in the room and his left eye was swollen and red from all the rubbing along with the rest of his face which was covered with tiny red bumps. As soon as I saw his face I gave him some Zyrtec to relieve the irritation and I took a picture. Anyways if you've seen the movie, "Hitch" and watched the part where he breaks out into an allergic reaction and his whole face is practically swollen?! Well, that's what my son looks like when he breaks out into an allergic reaction...sad, but really funny!

"Super_Mom"

I wanted to post up a story about how my days are now with 3 children, maybe 4 depending on the situation...lol! Now that I have 3 children I can never say it's calm! Since the day my daughter was born my 2nd child, Pita, would suddenly feel the urge to throw tantrums whenever he feels like he's not getting the attention that he wants...which is all the time. Well, anyways I'll start out with my mornings which by the way starts with the beautiful smell of wet, poopoo diapers...sounds exciting doesn't it?! After changing 2 kids from diapers (maybe 3 if my oldest decides to be lazy and wet himself instead of going to the bathroom)...it's feeding time!! My daughter is obviously easy to feed...just prepare a bottle for her and I'm done, but I do wish I could say the same for my 2 oldest. They can be really picky, sometimes demanding when it comes to what they want to eat. It's always a constant battle between me and them when I know what they would eat and they think they know better...but eventually I would give in and let them eat what they want. Anyways! So by the time they're done eating, I would give them a bath, brush their teeth and let them chill for a while, so I can take care of my daughter. One o' clock in the afternoon would come around and I'm preparing to make lunch or dinner (depends when I'm finished) and my son begins his tantrums...the crying, screaming, dropping to the floor and grabbing my legs to keep me still...yay!! But I don't pick him up automatically, I let him get his frustrations out til he's calmed a little then ask what he wants...usually it's because he's tired, but most of the time he just wants me to carry him. But throughout all that craziness I was still able to finish lunch/dinner.After that I would clean up the living room, kitchen and patio, because my oldest child likes to leave a trail of his mess everywhere he steps! Now... your probably wondering why I said "maybe 4", right? Well...it most definitely wasn't through labor! Hahaha...that would be painful. No, no he came the day we said "I DO". I basically treat him the same as my children...feed and clean up after him...the only difference is that he works 4 nights, 10 hour shifts and he's able to wipe himself...thank heavens for that!! Anyways! When I continue becoming a multi-tasking mother with 3 children, all under the age of 3 and a husband who thinks because he works he doesn't have to do anything...it makes me wonder how my mom does it with 9 children. Must have been pretty crazy!! Well I'm done with my story...til next time. C-ya!

Joslyn Tania Kioa

Yay!! After 2 boys I finally have a little girl! She was born September 24th, 2009 at 2:39 p.m.. She weighed 8 lbs and 3 oz. and she was 20 inches tall. But as exciting as it sounds that I have a baby girl, it was bringing her into this world that was...not so exciting. She was 2 days overdue and she made no kind of movement showing that she wanted to come out at all, so I had to be induced. My first and my last, hopefully. Anyways! I went in at 8:00 a.m. on Thursday to St. Marks, but wasn't actually induced til it was close to 9:00 a.m....oh and I was only dilated to a 3. So my labor was really slow. As each hour passed the more intense my contractions would be. At first, I was able to sleep through it, (all thanks to the IV drug that was given) then as soon as it wore off...I was wishing for the epidural, but it was already too late. So as I laid there still trying to keep a smile on, the contractions were coming every minute, but there was still no movement from her. She really didn't want to come or she was just really, really lazy and I think she was just lazy. Then it was time, after sitting straight up and moving to my side, she was finally coming! I pushed, I think, twice and her head was coming then got stuck...omg, it was sooo painful, then pushed again and her head was out and I thought it was over, because the body just slides right out, but apparently that's not what happened. Instead, her stomach gets stuck and yes, just like the head it was freakin painful. So I pushed again and then it was finally over. They pulled her out and laid her on my stomach and all of a sudden I was fighting for air, because of how heavy she was. I was surprised with her weight and how heavy she was, but I am happy and grateful that I finally have a beautiful, healthy baby girl!!

Welcome to the World!!

I just wanted to say Congratulations to my sister-in-law, Leslie Kioa and her boyfriend, Dee for giving birth to a healthy baby boy, Tuifua Dean Kuma (named after Dee's father). Yay! He was 2 months early and was born at home. He is 4 lbs. 9 ounces and 18 inches tall. It is truly a blessing to see another child of God here on earth and a new addition to the Kioa Klan. He is now the 15th grandchild of Siua and Sani, in which all is under 8 years old...crazy?!... I know...but the line has not ended yet. There is still one more to expect before this year ends, which is my little girl, and probably more to come next year...I think? Anyways! Congrats again to Les and Dee.

When your tired...your tired!

I didn't realize how tired my son was until I walked out into the hallway and saw him all curled up in my mother-in-law's skirt...funny, huh?! Well, I thought it was...anyways! So I'll start from the beginning...I just finished taking a shower and I was heading downstairs to do the usual: get dressed, deodorant, etc. well when I finished I started straightening my hair and half way through my son came downstairs with his pants and underwear off...apparently he peed in his pants on purpose so he can take a bath...I started laughing and told him to hold on, because I was already half way done...so he waited and waited and waited. When I finished I went to look for him and obviously I didn't have to walk so far, because he was already knocked out, on the floor and wrapped in my mother-in-laws skirt...I guess he didn't feel comfortable sleeping without pants on...lol!!

Pita S. Kioa

Pita, Pita, Pita...your a little funny one!! My second born...Pita S. Kioa. You were born March 21st of 2008. When you arrived...your were 7lbs and 20 inches tall. Your Grandma Sani gave you the first part of your name..."Pita", after her brother and the second part of your name was given by your dad..."Siavea" which is a combination of both your twin uncles: Siaosi and Sovea. For a boy who was only a year and still new to the world...you had an attitude that kids so much older then you would have. You look like me, but all your characteristics is all your dad. You may not notice it, but you LOVE to think things through before actually doing it (totally your dad). You LOVE music (your dad) but you also LOVE to dance to (mom) and then your most favorite...you LOVE to eat (I say it's a little bit of both of us). If you ate already, but see that somebody else has something that you would like to eat...you would go and eat that to. You are such a handful for just a 1 year old...when you didn't get things you wanted or things didn't go your way...you would scream and cry, but only for second, but what you do after is so funny to us, because you would hold grudges against whomever was against you. This one time...you were only 3 months and we were in California for the "Talaiasi" reunion (your dad's side) and we were heading to a meeting, but you needed a diaper change, so your Grandma Sani changed you...not knowing that you had a huge rash at the moment...she was trying to change you quick, but carefully. You were crying so much during your diaper change. As soon as she was done she tried to calm you down, but nothing worked so I came and you slowly calmed down, but when your Grandma Sani tried to talk to you, you gave her the most dirtiest look that no 3 month old baby should give, then for the rest of that day and I think until now you still remembered. She is still surprised with your action of that day, but hopefully as you grow your attitude won't grow with you...hahaha! Anyways! Just want say that both your dad and I love you so much, even though at times you can give us headache. We are also proud of you also with the tiny accomplishments you have now and into the future.
Love Always, Mom & Dad

Siosiua Kioa

How precious and innocent can a child from heaven be? My first born...Siosiua Kioa III was born June 30th of 2006. You weighed 7 lbs. and 19 inches tall. When you arrived...you cried so loud that I think they could hear you in the next room. You are so energetic, sometimes curious, but totally carefree of everything. You always love to try something new, whether you knew or not if it was dangerous, which explains why we are so cautious of you. But the only thing that makes you different is that you have that will of determination. You would get so frustrated when you would be playing basketball, struggling to make the ball go into the hoop or try to stack Lego's on a toy truck without having it tip over...if either of them didn't go your way...you would scream and cry, but you would never stop giving up, you just kept going until you were successful. Ha! Who would have thought a 3 year old would have so much determination to complete something? I do hope that as you get older you will continue to challenge yourself. As I watch you grow up...I see both of me and your dad in you. You LOVE music (that's from your dad), but LOVE to dance to (that's totally from me) You LOVE taking pictures (that's from me). Then you LOVE watching movies and playing games now (both your dad and I). I just want to tell you that we love you so much and that we're proud of the many, but little accomplishments that you are making now and later in the near future.
Love Always, Mom & Dad

A child's prayer

How funny and innocent is it when a 3 year old says a prayer? Well, a couple of hours ago we picked up our 2 boys from my parents house and we were heading home. It only took us 5 minutes to get there, because we only lived down the street. Anyways! We got home and just barely walked through the door when my 3 year old says, "Mom, I'm hungry!" so I gave him a choice of cheese (which is mac n' cheese) or saimini (ramen noodles) and as usual...cheese was the winner! So, I told my 3 year old to wait in the patio and watch tv while I made his cheese. It took me only 5 minutes to make it, because it was just one of those microwavable ones, anyways...I mixed the cheese and poured it on a plate and took to him...he quickly sat himself up and took the plate and sat it on his lap, then as soon as I was turning to make my other son's food, I stopped and turn to look at him, because I thought he was asking for something, but when I turned...he's arms were folded and his eyes were WIDE open and he was begining to say a prayer...he began with"...bless Siua's cheese, bless Pita's saimini, bless food..." then went on blessing things that only he could understand, then ended with an "Amen." As he ended...I felt happy and at the same time proud. I was happy, because obviously he can say a prayer on his own without me telling him to say one and proud, because my 3 year old was able to say and know when to say a prayer. Even though I try and try to get him to listen me on other things...I'm just glad that he has that down. It shows that I'm doing something right...lol!!

Memories..

Okay...I know everybody has had their share of falling, whether it is by yourself or in front of others. But what do you do when you see somebody falling? Would you just pretend you didn't see anything and keep going with whatever you were doing at that moment? Would you hold in your laughter and offer sympathy? or would you stand there and laugh your head off, then offer sympathy? Well, I don't know what to say about the rest of you guys, but I see myself taking the third choice only because I've witnessed people falling and I would laugh my head off first, then offer sympathy second. How rude is that?? But when it happens, you really can't do anything else, but laugh. Anyways! I would like to share an experience, but I'll TRY to keep names out of it. Here I go...so, it's Thanksgiving Day in the year 2007 and we're all having dinner at my inlaws house and everything is going so good...we're all eating, talking and laughing. Well, at this time I was recording everybody while they were eating and my sister-in-law is taking pictures. As we both walk in the kitchen from the patio we were trying to get a picture of two of my other sister-in-laws...so as we were waiting for them to adjust themselves one of them started scooting her chair a little bit closer and all of a sudden...the legs of her chair gave in and she fell flat on her back! Let me remind you that at this moment I was still recording...I stood there with my camcorder still in hand and with my sister-in-law standing next to me laughing like no tomorrow and then we asked her if she was ok. But I have never seen anybody get up so quick and run to the bathroom. Hahaha...til this day I don't think she knows that I still have it on tape of that memoriable Thanksgiving Day! To tell you the truth...when I see people fall, it plays out as a slow motion movie and for me, it makes it more funny...really, really rude, but funny!

Morning Dew..

I decided to be creative today and make up a horror/comedy story...well, actually it's because I'm really bored, but I do hope you enjoy...

"It's barely 10 o' clock in the morning and I begin to feel the heat of the sun as it slowly rises through the window. As I struggle to open my eyes to see a beautiful new day I hear something very loud and strange and my eyes flew wide open for just a second, then quickly shut it so tight that I see nothing but darkness. I hear for it again and it sounds like whatever or whoever was making the loud noise would sometimes hold it's breath for at least 10 seconds then release a huge gush of air, then it would begin again...a very deep, shaky, loud noise that at different moments it was struggling to breath. I lay in bed wondering if I should get up and see what it is or run...and as many other horror movies before who would have stupid people choose danger over safety, I chose to look. I lay in bed for a good 5 minutes telling myself, "I could do this, I could do this" and then I slowly open my eyes, but I don't look yet. I'm staring up at the ceiling now and for some reason my body has the urge to just jump out of bed and run without turning around, but my mind has a sudden curiosity to know what is making that noise...so I slowly turn my head with my eyes wide open...my breathing begins to pick up speed...my hands are shaking...I start to feel a sudden chill coming down my spine as I get closer into seeing what was making that terrifying noise...and then... I gasped and automatically my hands come up to cover my mouth from screaming, then... I saw who was making that noise and I felt relieved and sense of peace going through my body...it was just my husband...snoring!!"

Tauteoli Reunion!

This video was recorded Saturady, September 5, 2009
@ my family reunion @ Jordan Park. It was truly a moment of laughter.
It's my cousin, John Uipi dancing to Beyonce's song, "Single Ladies". To be honest,
this would be the first time that I have seen Tahitian, hip hop and Tongan all combined into
one...but I do give him props for going up and representing...

This is new..

I am finally creating a blog thanks to my lovely sister-in-laws. They make it sound fun to put up different kinds of events or situations like: birthday parties, accomplishments and little things...from cooking for the first time to someone falling out of vans (a little inside joke)...lol! Anyways! I see it as a place that enables me to put anything down...and I love it!! Well, I hope whatever is posted you'll enjoy it as much as I did...if not...not my problemo! Enjoy!