family

I lie...

Cami Kaos

19 Jul 2007 — 1 min read

Surprises are a wonderful thing, wonderful magical things that can also be called lies.Liar liar my pants are on fire.Because I have been keeping that big ol secret from K.The lie. The surprise of her 5 year old lifetime...And it just got bigger. The lie. The secret. The surprise.Why? This little liar just got a surprise of her own.What is it? I would keep it a secret and let you find out on your own but the knowledge is already out there floating around the big ol interlove and trust me it is very important to me and means very little to most of you... I very recently discovered that my parents are meeting us in California........Okay, there I said it, I spilled the beans. That bean only. To you. Who doesn't know? K doesn't know. That's right another big scale liesecretsurprise that we have to keep. Only for a couple of days now but still... we are starting to fray at the edges from all of this powerful knowledge.But still she has no idea and let me tell you something, if there is anything that could be more completely amazing and magical to K than to find out we are taking her princess loving self to Di$neyland it is seeing her Nana and PapaKaos walk through the door and realize that she gets to spend time with them... AND go to Di$neyland.She loves her Nana and Papa SO much. Maybe it's because I have such a close relationship with them, I don't know, but whatever the case K misses them. Severely. If she doesn't cry once a week because they live so far away then said week isn't over yet.And while we saw Nana for her birthday in March, we haven't seen Papa since Christmas. That is a very long time for a family to be without its Papa...So it's one more lie. One more big ol secret. One more surprise to be handed down when we reach the land of sunshine and characters.and if you ask me, it's the very best lie of all.

Coming soon

This is Cami Kaos, a brand new site by Cami Kaos that's just getting started. Things will be up and running here shortly, but you can subscribe in the meantime if you'd like to stay up to date and receive emails when new content is published!

the invites...

Yesterday my mother showed up at my door with 13 handcrafted birthday invitations in one hand and 1.75 liters of vodka in the other. The two are mostly unrelated. The invites are made from paper and glitter. Stamp and ink. She didn't write in them, but provided

there is not a raccoon in my kitchen...

As I sit quietly in my living room working I tend to listen to the sounds of home. The slight buzz and hum of my heater, the birds chirping and chattering from my high windows, the rush of cars on the street outside, and the constant chirps, pings, and trills

you put your hair in the coconut...

I remember putting some crazy things in my hair as a kid. Lemon juice, kool-aid, mayonnaise, avocado, tea, and that scalding hot oil treatment. With that last one I might as well been torturing myself with tar and feathers. Then there was the one summer I strived to find the

Read more

Coming soon

the invites...

there is not a raccoon in my kitchen...

you put your hair in the coconut...