Wrong. He was working on an excel spreadsheet. My guess is he is already making a Christmas list. You will note in these pictures that he has his helmet on. We call Max's helmet his "swag" and I will refer to it as such for the rest of this blog. He had it on the day before, but just not at the beach where it could get wet. I think Caitlin and I did a good job of keeping on his swag during our trip to Hawaii.
We first went to a farmer's market to taste delectable Hawaiian fruits and goods. People, as usual, were extremely in love with Max and want to play with him no matter where we go. These kids were no different. We had been a little bit worried about what people might say to us regarding Max's swag. Caitlin commented to me that if anyone said anything mean she would hit them. I'm not joking. The first woman we saw came up and said, "what happened to your baby's head???" But you quickly realize people just have a lot of curiosity and not always a lot of tact.
A big theme of this trip was, "how much stuff can we feed Max that his parents really don't want him to eat?" It started with this sip of tropical fruit smoothie. Another theme? Max loving it all.
Judes and I wanted to split a coconut so we got one fresh. Our person cut it open first so we could drink the precious nectar inside.
So good. I love da coconut juice.
Jeff also loves da coconut juice. Does anyone not like it? I hope not. I'll judge them if they don't.
Judes obviously enjoys.
AND THEN BOOOOOOOM! They broke it open so we could get to the meat. Scrumdiddly. I enjoy me some coconut meat as well.
Our next step was another beach for more snorkeling and swimming. We had heard that Kapalua bay was really nice, and indeed it was. I think black rock had more fish though, just an opinion. Kapalua was more European - lots of people from all over the world there. K'annapali was much more rich American white boys.
Dad, if you take another picture of me I'm going to break this thing.
It was a very beautiful view in the late afternoon. A great way to sit back, sleep and relax. That ultimately was my goal for Hawaii...to just chill and think about keeping it real.
After some laying around it was time to throw Max and crack the kid up. I remember watching people throw their babies in the past and thought that it was super dangerous and the dumbest thing a parent could do. Now I'm that guy. But cracks up and loves it. Half the time he puts his hands in his mouth and giggles. Other times he squeals.
Oh man classic. I love his legs when he's in the air.
Proof that he's not mad.
It was an awesome day and just how I like to spend my days when I'm not at work. It ended with a sunset and a rainbow. Hawaii, who are you? How do you have so much freakin' splendor? I marvel at thee.
Future posts will include a very special guest and more LYNN!!!! He is a little absent for these first few posts because he was at his conference. Poor dude.