When Lucy was a little girl, we would go to Hawaii and pick an oyster. You tap it three times, say "Aloha" and then they split it open to see what you find. It's been a fun tradition, she still has her pearls, an when she told #1 the tradition, he had to try it. Each day he would ask if today was the day. Finally the day came, and Oh what fun it was!
|Star fruit. Turns out only baby boy and I like them.|
|My new kicks|
|baby boy's new girlfriend. He calls her "lady" but her name is Kinley, and she's from Canada. She's an older woman at 19 mo.|
|#1 and I played a little Yahtzee by the ocean for a morning start. Watching whales and rolling dice. Quite nice|
|Today's finds in front of our place|
|Trying to decide which oyster to choose|
|Twins!!! Two perfect pink pearls!|
|BIG black bees here|
|lunch at Hula Grill. Fish taco's that were SO good!|
|I really wish I had this sign. It sums it up perfectly|
|There they were, walking Teak to Teak.|
This picture has nothing to do with anything, except I liked the bright colors and the beachiness of it all.
We have had such great fun here, met some really truly nice folks. Tonight I was visiting with a woman who was the grandma to the sweet girls from Alaska. The more we chatted, I learned that she's a body guard in Hollywood to the stars. Presently guarding Steven Spielberg's mother. Go figure. She's a hoot, we had lots of laughs during the two weeks. Her family was here all 22 of them, and they were a fun bunch.
Only a couple of days left. We still have things to do...going to savor what is left...The world is our oyster.