Now I'm sure my name is Noel!

As always, I am getting into mischief wherever I go. One of my favorite things is to torture my parents by covering myself with sand... in my ears, up my nostrils, and of course as much as they will allow me to eat! (Other children actually point out that I constantly have sand in my ears, how embarrassing for my parents!) "No Elle!" They say it over & over... You'll see, I don't think that name works for me.

"No Elle, don't climb into the book shelf..."

"No Elle, don't climb onto the book shelf..." " No Elle, you are making such a huge mess..."

"No Elle, we can't take the race car home with us, and I can't leave you here with it..."

"No Elle, you can't sleep in the toy box tonight..."
"No Elle, stop shoving fists full of sand into your mouth...""No Elle, not every time you see the computer means someone is waiting on SKYPE for a kiss..." Nana & Pappy actually were here this time, but now I think I need to kiss the computer every time my parents pull it out. (you should see how sticky, slimy & smudged this thing is!)"No Elle, Please stop making sand angels...while face down!"

"No Elle, stop that cussing... "(sorry Coco, I have no idea where she learned that vocabulary word! She just learned how to tell Suki dog to 'sit' maybe that's what she means?).

Maybe if my parents started calling me something besides Noel I might listen... Then again, maybe not!

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 :)