Dasl*it Photography... My newest venture

I'm finally doing it... I'm starting my own photography business.. If you know me then you know I am a camera addict, have been my whole life.. Just ask anyone they will tell you.. LOL.. I finally got me my very own camera (thank you tax return) and I'm going in blind and hoping and praying that the Lord blesses my newest venture.. The name of my company is Dasl*it Photography (Dazzle it).. If you know me then you know it has something to do with my kids, they are my life. Check out my new blog www.daslitphotography.blogspot.com

WHY?????

Phone call... "Mom can you come get me I've been suspended"
Mom... "Why did you get suspended?"
Caller..."Because I got into a fight (caller starts crying)"
Mom... "Why did you fight? Where they hitting you?"
Caller... "No"
Mom... "Did they say something to you"
Caller..."No"
Mom..."I'm sorry why did you fight"
Caller..."Because"
Mom..."Because why, help me here child I'm trying to calm down before I get to the school"
Caller..."Just cuz I wanted to fight"
How does one react to a conversation like that? Every part of me was wanting to get to that school and find out what the heck is going on..
So I get to the school and speak with the Vice Principal and she goes into full detail of the fight and reads me MY child's statement.. Where he says that HE went up to the kid and asks to fight and the other kid says NO and he starts swinging anyway.. What the heck? I'm fuming as I look across the room to my child who is still sitting there with the JUST CUZ look on his face. I asked my son what was going on he comes up with some excuse about how they are talking about this and that.. Oh by the way this is his 3rd version that he has about the fight. So of course I don't believe any of them..
WHY?
Why at the teenage age do they think they can take on the world and why do they start trouble when they should of just went to class.. Why cant they just know they are going to get into trouble and walk away? Why cant the Vice Principal leave you alone with your child when you get there? (that's when the anger part of me has hit the roof) WHY WHY WHY do they think JUST CUZ is an answer?
I pray the Lord blesses my son Amone to get through these next 7 days for they will be the longest 7 days of his life... I pray the Lord helps me find more things for him to do? I pray the Lord blesses him with the knowledge to sort the laundry? I pray the Lord gives him the knowledge to scrub the bathroom, and the rooms and the kitchen. I pray the Lord gives him the strength to move all the stuff from the backyard to the dumpster that will NOW be delivered on Thursday. I pray the Lord blesses him with the knowledge of babysitting while his mother is out coupon shopping. My final prayer is for the Lord to bless my son that after this week he will learn that he has so much to give and it can all be taken away so quickly.. He really is a nice boy but lately has been going through something, I hope he snaps out of it, before his next fight is with ME..LOL.. Lord help me get through the teenage years..

I'm so glad when DADDY comes home...

Yesterday my daughter Iman kept asking me to use the phone, I asked who do you want to call? She kept telling me DADDDY OK DADDY..
I dialed the number for her and waited to hear him answer then I handed her the phone, she starts talking up a storm and then I hear GUMMOO daddy k GUMMOO.. K bye.. Then she hangs up and looks at me and says "Want GUMMOO mommy wait k daddy GUMMOO k daddy GUMMOO k.. I looked at her and just laughed, she then looked out the window and there she stayed until her DAD showed up.. Luckily he was on his way home already.. LOL..
When he got out of the car he waved 4 laffy taffy at her and she jumped off the couch and yelled "GUMMOO"..
Watching her wait for her daddy made me laugh it reminded me of when I was young and waiting for my dad to come home, it was the highlight of my day. Me (and all of my brothers and sisters) use to run while yelling throughout the house DADDYS HOME, and then we would race to see who could get to him first. It use to make my mom mad because of the noise we would make trying to get to him, because you see we couldnt go outside to play until he got home.. I guess the saying is true "History repeats itself"..
Know I'm off to enjoy my GUMMOO... Just incase you wondered what the Tongan translation for Laffy Taffy is.. There you have it GUMMOO... LOL..

Introducing.. Miss Lelu Ana Finau

I think that I have posted so much lately about my sons, that I have forgotten about my beautiful daughter Lelu.. (can you tell I'm totally bias)
My boys left to the gym yesterday afternoon and I wanted to go and play with my new camera, its been really bad weather wise so when the sun snuck out a little bit I couldn't help but tell my daughter lets go.. She of course was all to happy to help me out.. LOL
My daughter is very helpful she is the one that is stuck at home with me and the babies when the boys go to all their stuff. She dances and sings and will do it for anyone in a drop of a dime, she is begging me to start volleyball so this summer I will introduce her to that sport and see where she takes it to. (I'm sure she will go far) She is very competitive, having 3 brothers ahead of you I guess she just cant help it. She is her brothers number 1 fan and can be found at all their games on the sideline.. Maybe I should put her in cheer leading.. LOL
Lelu is a really great older sister, she has always wanted a little sister and 8 yrs later she has a little sister Iman following her around.. Lelu can do no wrong in the eyes of Iman in fact if you yell at Lelu while Iman is around you better be ready for a FIGHT Iman will come charging at you..
I'm grateful for my daughter Lelu and I only see big and great things in her future..
Thanks for helping me play with my camera Lelu, next time be less obvious.. LOL

AN AGREEMENT.. SEVERAL CLAUSES.. A PHONE CALL.. AND A HAIRCUT..

As parents you learn to pick and choose your battles, you learn that in order to get a lot out of your kids you have to give a little, you also learn not to sweat the little things ( a lesson I'm still learning).. That being said...
THE AGREEMENT: Amone Finau my second oldest child, decides he wants to grow his hair out, he wants it to be a FRO first and get it as high as he can and then he wants to dread it.. At first it is so NOT an option and I wont even hear his argument. Then I strike a deal with him, if he want to grow it, then he must have NO F's and be in good standings with all his teachers.. As long as he brings home no F's then I will not touch it.
THE CLAUSES:
1. Grandpa Pouha can override this ruling.. Just because he is Grandpa..
2. No fighting, No getting in trouble of any kind at school.
3. Chores must be done to the best of his ability.
4. No fighting with brothers or sisters.
And we have a deal, and the growing of hair begins.. I want everyone to know that if you have seen my son I HATE his hair. This is where the GIVE a little GET a lot rule comes into play.
After an F in Math, 100 excuses, and many other clauses added to the contract I get
A PHONE CALL: From the assistant principal at Kennedy Jr High informing me that Amone is starting to be very disruptive in the hallways and that him and his friends are starting to cause some trouble in the hallways at lunch and after school. The usual 7th grade stuff like teasing kids, showing up late for classes, talking to much in class she just wanted to let me know before things got out of hand.. I thanked her for the phone call and informed her that the problem would be dealt with that night and that Amone would be a different student in the morning.
THE HAIRCUT: When Amone got home from school the first thing he was informed of was that the deal was done and the hair cut was going to take place later that evening after dinner, he was mad and started making a lot more excuses, I then looked at him and said "I'm done, your getting a hair cut tonight, you have no one to be mad at except yourself."
So there you have it.. I have learned that with kids you have to give a little but when push comes to shove you have to put your PARENT pants on and say enough is enough. I'm sure this wont be the last breech of contract between my kids and I but it has been one of the longest.. And I'm glad it's over..

Procrastination... & a science project...

Needless to say from the title of this post.. I procrastinated on a science project that my son Sione has been hounding me over.. Of course last night after eating dinner and putting the babies down to sleep and getting everyone else to settle down and go to bed, my son Sione looks at me and says "Man mom what am I going to do my science project is due tomorrow?"
I look at him and tell him to go grab the scrapbook stuff from the garage and we start thinking of what he wants to do, BACKGROUND... Sione is my straight A student.. He does all his homework the first night he brings it home and he is a WIZ when it comes to math. In fact when we lived in Chicago his elementary school newspaper did an article on him and his math skills.. So I didn't want his first B to be because his mom was a looser.. (only for a moment LOL)..
Sione says he wants to do something with popcorn.. (This kid can live on the stuff).. So we decide to see which kernel pops the most popcorn FROZEN or ROOM TEMP? So last night we put some in the freezer and then we start getting the board ready, we decide to print out everything we need and then we will pop it in the morning and just finish up then.. Needless to say the room temp kernels popped the most, and we have a science project for Sione to turn in.. Whether it is an A project we will see..
I would like to say that this is a lessened learned and that I wont procrastinate every again on science projects.. But Sione is my 3rd son and the older two have placed in their science fairs, and I will admit it ALL science projects have been done 1 or 2 days prior to due date.. So I cant promise anything..

Happy Birthday Sione...

Today March 20 is Sione Finaus' birthday.. Every year we have had his birthday at the Nickelcade in Taylorsville Utah.. He loves it, this is his favorite spot.. We've missed a couple of times but the majority of them have been here..
Sione had a lot of fun, he had endless amounts of nickels to go play with.. Our birthday tradition there is for everyone to play and win tickets and then we combine them all and the birthday person gets to pick out ALL he wants first and the rest of the tickets are divided up with the remainder of the kids starting with the young ones first. We ended up with a little more then 7,000 tickets the most we have ever had.. (thank you Lil Lelu and Fia they figured out a game and got tons of tickets from it).. The Tongolei family still are a threat to be reckoned with they have to be the winner of the most tickets (or maybe just Christina).. Jeff and Sarah are always fun to watch on games he is so competitive and she is so kick back it's funny to watch Jeff try and call her on and she laugh and play the game, I'm not sure when Jeff will figure out that he is competing with himself.. LOL.. Every year we go it ends up with the adults having more fun then the kids.. LOL.. I laughed at Uncle David playing the boxing game and Mona Lisa playing Dance Revolution and thought that was the highlight of the party, until my husband gets on the horse racing game and is riding it like it's real and is so loud everyone stops what they are doing and stares.. That is when I knew it was time to take the ADULTS home.. LOL
Happy Birthday Sione may the Lord bless you as you grow into a Young Man.. Love ya..


Sorry for the many photos since this was about Siones birthday, I let him pick the pictures he wanted up and he picked one of everyone there.. Go figure.. LOL.. Lesson learned..