Are you sure my name isn't Noel?

So when I get in trouble. or do something I'm not supposed to, my parents say NO ELLE! Which is kind of a lot!

They sometimes change it up & say ELLE NO, but they use that less & less, because I think they think the neighbors think they're cussing.

I know by looking at these pictures I look like a perfect little angel...

But I can assure you, I get into plenty of trouble!

Just last week while watching the sunset, I made a break for it & was able to dive head first into the huge crashing waves...with all my clothes on.

I had such a blast body surfing, but lucky for me Mom was wearing 2 shirts, so she let me borrow one of hers for the car ride home.

I love to play in water! Any where any time.

I play outside all the time too.

My mom says I play outside so much that I'm already getting freckles across my nose!

Of course, we were near the Iao stream yesterday and I couldn't help myself... I just had to jump in. Lucky Daddy is quick, I was trying to run across the stream as fast as my little legs could take me!

Just some fun pics.

I get around! My parents drag me all over the place - to parties, on boat rides, to the beach... So my Mom has collected a few photos friends have emailed over the months. Here are a few to hold everyone over until My Mom can put together a blog with video from our new under water camera.
Me & B on our first Whale WatchKulia loves to hold me... even though I'm really heavy


At the dolphin sand castle contest this weekend. I LOVE to play in the surf, I have absolutely NO FEAR!

A little more Morocco

One of the highlights for me was this beautiful pool! It was warm, shallow, and I spent every minute I could splashing around in it!We also spent the evenings here watching the World Cup- My Dad is sure I will be a soccer player when I get big enough.We went out on a camel ride in the Sahara Desert one day, which was perhaps the highlight of this adventure. For those of you that ride horses & think riding a camel is the same thing, think again ~ you don't have to get onto and off of a horse while it's lying down, and ride it while it attempts to stand up with your entire family on its back! After we managed to hold on while Capachino the camel stood up (we were practically falling off the thing, and Mom was about to end the adventure before it got started) I figured the hard part was over, and just kicked back to enjoy the ride. It was awesome! Capachino was a very good host, and the other camel carrying B & his family was also very sweet. We had a great time & laughed really hard, until it came time to get off...it was harder than getting on. Capachino bends his front legs to kneel & dad falls into Mom, and Mom falls into me & then all three of us are about to roll down the front of Capachino, phew, and then he gets onto his back knees too, and we are able to climb down without any injuries.

We also took a day trip to a former capitol of Morocco, and on the way we came across some goats that were very creative when it came to accessing the highest (and I guess most tasty) berry's & leaves

The Medena, or wall around the city. It was a cool place & my parents bought some real camel (or dromida) skin treasures from the market here.Somehow, I wasn't yet tired enough from all the adventures, so I ran through the courtyard like a crazy animal once we were back at our hotel.And finally I got tired, so Dad took me back to the hotel & he went out to find dinner for us after an exhausting day... Guess what he brought back?...Somehow he found a McDonald's, and we all relished the unexpected treat, after living on couscous, camel meat & olives for weeks!Yum! Thank you Daddy!

Agadir, Morocco...Life at the Atlantic Palace

Thank you Uncle Ryan for letting us crash with you at the incredible Atlantic Palace! Boy oh boy, did it feel good to get a good scrubbin' after days of travel across Morocco. Me & my cousin B have such a good time together ~ no matter what we are doing!On our way to the beach to watch sunset on the Atlantic :)An Arabic saying for all to see... They even light it up at night. Unfortunately I can't remember what it says.The usual gang. We might not look all that novel to you but let me tell you, we sure drew a lot of attention. Me & B were kissed, squeezed, hugged, waved at, talked to (in at least 6 different languages), snuggled, and I think bartered for. Mom & Dad celebrated their 5-year anniversary one evening, and I got to play with B ~ Pretty good trade off to me.Tag Out! Me & B kept our parents busy. While one ate, the other had to keep us from summiting the stairs & running into road; then they would trade out so the other could eat, and still keep us from catching the mangy street Kitty's. What fun!You know when you go to a hotel & it says 'breakfast included' and it's coffee & a scone? Well at the Palace, this breakfast included everything from American to Moroccan fare; all overseen by waiters that LOVED me & B and worked so hard to become our best friends. It was a very fun hour every morning.It was like they knew I was coming. Right outside my hotel door was this little Palace of my own. I loved this thing!I found it more fun to use the window than the door when I wanted to get out. I never got sick of landing on my head, even though my parents kept trying to get me to use the door.
While it was a Palace, its like nobody ever heard of elevators in this country. Going out for an adventure....And relaxing after a full day!

Stay tuned, for more of our Moroccan adventure :)

Hola Barcelona

So my Mom & Dad have basically spent the first year of my life getting me to sleep in a crib, on a sleeping schedule, and completely through the night...And then they went & took me half way around the globe! Fortunately I'm adaptable, so after my Dad rocked me for 4 hours in the airport (waiting to get on a new flight after ours got canceled...only after waiting on the plane for 4 hours for it to be fixed) I fell fast asleep in his arms...and that was the end of any semblance of sleep patterns for the next 3 weeks!

It was pretty cool, after the airline sent all the other passengers on their way on other flights, there were still a dozen of us stranded in California, so they pulled together a crew & plane & flew us over to the East coast. As you can see, I had free reign of the plane, so I crawled under & over the seats, ran up & down the aisles, and there wasn't anybody there that cared!

Aah... after several days of flying & nights in airport hotels we arrive in the lovely Barcelona, Spain. (Heidi, this is one of the shots I was thinking of blowing up for your wall...maybe in black & white?)
We met up with my cousin B & Auntie M for my first visit to the Mediterranean!
My Dad was thrilled to go see some some historic art, he was an art major his first year of College after all. Mom really couldn't appreciate Gaudi's work - but she did figure out where the word gaudy comes from.Segrada de familia (or something like that) was a cool historic cathedral we got to visit.We also went up to Mont Juic, which had gorgeous views of the city.And a cool old fort from some war.One of the highlights for me & my Cousin B was the aquarium. We were running around like crazy little animals - My Mom was trying catch both of us in a single picture.

She finally got it when we both crashed from exhaustion on the carpet in front of the aquarium. (I know it looks like we are lying in the middle of the road, but I swear, my parents wouldn't allow that!)

Mom & Auntie M kept laughing about how crazy it was to travel so far with us young'ns; and we didn't really make it easy on them. As you can see my Cousin B is wearing one of my extra outfits, since we were delayed on our way from Spain to Morocco in Casablanca for the night, B ran out of clean clothes (due to a leaky dukie on Aunties lap). Let me tell you, the adults were laughing, but I think they wanted to be crying!

Stay tuned for more adventures in Morocco...