Christmas/New Years

Home again for Christmas this year. We celebrated with our new Makakilo friends.

One last ride on Santa's Train.

Pearce's friends wait for him. Left: Camrin, Braiden, Max, and Kaleb.

Last chance for Pearce to remind Santa about how good he was and that he really wants a Batman Cave.

We were lucky enough to be invited to the Koch's home for Christmas Eve, where PP played on their inflatable jump house, bashed a pinata, and decorated cookies for Santa. Pearce had a hard time getting past the taste-test phase of cookie decorating.

And it passed as yummy.

I hung up our stockings at the bottom of our staircase with care. I looked for Christmas garland and came up with nothing. Hawaii doesn't have many options for Christmas decor. At least, that I've found. If any of you know of a spot, let me know. Pearce also set out cookies and milk along with a note for Santa. Notice Pearce's continued concern that Santa will break one of our cardinal house rules and leave the door open. He was also so confident he'd get his desired Batman cave that he thanked Santa as if it was already a slam dunk.

Christmas morning Santa left only crumbs and an empty glass with a little note to Pearce.

And of course gifts.


Pearce's reaction to Santa's surprises. A very typical Pearce reaction, which means a reaction nobody could predict.




Pearce got a "toy in his butt!"

Pearce's confidence in his Batman Cave wish came true. He must have read "The Secret."

So many super heros. Hey, it's not spoiling when the little man actually deserves it. If there is a more well behaved 3-yr-old I haven't met him. And he's fun, cute, and smart all at the same time.


My favorite gift from Santa was an Amazon Kindle. I must have been a good girl or kissing Santa gets rewarded.

Eric and Pearce dueled it out with their new light sabers. For about an hour. Eric tried to act bored a few times, but we all know he was more excited to be wielding a light saber than Pearce.


I made creme bruele strawberry french toast for our Christmas brunch. And Superman came to visit. He didn't take it off until we left in the afternoon.

For the rest of the afternoon we went to see Avatar in 3D. Eric's friend and co-worker, Mike, joined us for the movie and for dinner. Does that mean we're dating?

Eric and Pearce ready. Mike must be out getting candy.

Christmas dinner at the famous D.K. Steak House in Waikiki. The food is amazing, but best of all, they cook and clean it up. We didn't have to spend a minute, let alone the entire day, in the kitchen, freeing us up to enjoy each other and the spirit of the day. The best Christmas gift of all.

Pearce passed out with his Ellie and Batman.

New Years Eve was, as always in Hawaii, all about fireworks. Not just during the stroke of midnight. Not even just the night of NY Eve. In Hawaii, the firework show goes on all day and all night starting on about the 26th of December. By 8 p.m. the night of the actual holiday, a visitor would not be blamed for mistaking Oahu for Baghdad in 2003. It's insane. Now that we moved to Makakilo, we thought this year would be milder. Totally wrong. It was, in many ways, more insane. Our Filipino neighbors (who put the TAY! in 'ParTAY') had over half the island to their house and several thousand dollars worth of fireworks for all to enjoy detonating. Including little 2-yr-olds. Careful Pearce watched from afar before finally braving an attempt. And, of course, almost blew his thumb off. It was just a smoke bomb, but when it started smoking he froze in fear, gripping tighter. Eric had to run over and pry it out of his hand as it began to spark and pop. He had a nice black blister on his thumb for about a week. And a healthy fear of fireworks seared into his memory for the foreseeable future that will hopefully deter him from screwing around with fireworks until he's in his twenties. Shortly after, we went to the Ohki's family for fun until midnight. Pearce, who quickly got over his firework trauma, had fun with all the kids. Great food, great karaoke, and great company. And, of course, great fireworks. Thanks, Sarah, for the invite. Unfortunately, I wasn't in blog mode back then and failed to take any pictures. But to truly know how crazy New Years is in Hawaii, one must see it with their own eyes to truly believe it.