A Day @ Waimea

What didn't we do?

Van, I made you jump off of a one foot rock into the ocean -- you hated me for the next hour. Your face gets incredibly blotchy when you're mad -- never play poker for money. You also screamed "No BEACH" on the way there and then the second we get out of the car you holler "BEACH!" and run towards it as fast as you can. 

Ash, you wonder around the beach like an oompa loompa loving every minute of it. You take Coco's sippy cup, then Vans, and rarely finish yours. You have absolutely zero tan lines (Mom's fault). You're never the first one to want to leave, but when you do, your back bends are second to none. 

Coco, you are great in the water -- you just need to talk less and focus more on your swimming. You can't talk and swim, nobody can. You're incredibly adventurous and love attention. I'm amazed at your willingness to follow dad.

Wife, thank you for putting on a mask and swimming out to see the fish even though I know you were thinking about the "Sharks" sign. One day you'll be happy you pushed your boundaries ... one day.