This was the sunset at our luau.
A walk along the beach before we start the luau.
James and I enjoying a refreshing drink before the start of the show.
Dillon scarfing down chocolate cake as I look on knowing the sugar high will kick in during the middle of the show.
James talked me into letting him bury me in the sand...
...which turned into a mistake on my part.
Here is Michelle, James and Mike getting ready for their snorkeling trip.
Dillon enjoying the scenery.
Day 5
James, Mike, and I woke up on Tuesday morning so we could drive to the airport for our helicopter ride. Our pilot spent an hour in the air, highlighting different areas of the island.
Taking pictures in the helicopter was difficult because of the glare. Most of my pictures of the amazing waterfalls and scenery did not turn out. This was one of my favorites because of the different colors of the water.
The three guys posing after the flight. We then got in the car and headed to Hana. Any person that has traveled the Road to Hana knows the 52 mile trip can be a long and slow process but well worth it because the views are spectacular. It takes three hours to go 52 miles because there are over 600 curves and 46 one lane bridges.
This was one of the waterfalls encountered on the way to Hana. At the end of the road is a National Park which has a trail to the Seven Pools. The two mile hike took us through a gorgeous bamboo forest and luscious rain forest. About two thirds up the trail we were caught in a rain storm. None of us had thought it could actually rain in a rain forest so we were drenched. At the end of a the trail is a beautiful 200 foot waterfall. Pictures along the trail were taken on James' camera so I will have to post them later.
James and Michelle by the pool at the Sheraton. You can see the public beach behind them.
Christina snapped this picture when Dillon and I were playing in the ocean. The little fish would stay in the water until he was all shriveled up.
Dillon wanted to play in the sand so the two of us dug a hole. As we dug he kept trying to get in. Once the hole was big enough I buried his bottom half, which should teach him to jump in the hole I'm trying to dig. I was nice enough to not pack in the sand so he easily escaped after Christina snapped this picture.
Tomorrow's adventures will include more beach time and snorkeling.
Dillon enjoying the rainbow created by the morning showers.
Before we left I was tasked with getting Dillon swimming diapers. I did get the right size, however they had the Little Mermaid on them. Thankfully, you can't tell in this picture.
This is our view from the balcony of our hotel. In the background you can make out the island of Molokai.
Dillon is fascinated by planes whenever he sees them flying over head. I think he would have stayed at the window to watch this plane and it's workers all day.
We were greeted with leis upon our arrival.
Mom and Dad sure were happy that Dillon was a good boy on the plane, but they were even happier to be off the cramped plane.
Grandpa Mike, Aunt Michelle, Uncle James, and Grandma Ginni were also thrilled to arrive.
Dillon being chauffered around the airport by mom.
Our "lunch" at BJ's had a wonderful view and great pizza. I used quotes because we didn't eat until 2 pm island time. After lunch we found our hotel, unpacked, and headed straight to the pool and ocean. I forgot the camera so those pictures will come later.
It should be noted that Dillon is one fearless little boy. He jumps to anyone in the pool. Tonight Christina was in the pool and I was in the hot tub, which was about 10 feet from the pool. She sent Dillon over to me and he went bolting towards the hot tub but away from me. Thankfully I was able to anticipate where he was headed because as he reached the hot tub he slipped and went flying head first at the water. I stuck out my hand and caught him an inch from the water. This boy is going to be a handfull this week.
Taylor: In a couple of years, I will be dressing these two up in my princess dresses and forcing them to play house with me.
On Saturday we went to a wedding. Grandma Sharon bought Dillon and Kaleb matching suits. I snapped at least a dozen photos and none of them had the two kids looking up at the same time. I finally had to give up because the wedding was starting.
Afterwards, flower girl Taylor gave her cousin Dillon a kiss.
And I thought getting two kids to look up at the same time was tough. I now know how those photographers of lightning feel. You could spend hours and a few gigabytes of memory and still not capture the moment.
Dillon with his great, great grandma. Even at 92, Mum still knows how to entertain the kids.
Dillon found one of Taylor's strollers for her dolls and wanted to push Kaleb around the house in it. Both of them had a grand old time.
Ok, maybe it is a forced relax for Mr. Busybody, but I still enjoy it.
If he gets too squirmy while I am holding him I just tickle him, get him hyper, and send him over to bug his mom.
When he is not running around our house Dillon enjoys his new favorite fruit, the Cuties Clementine. He can't say "orange" let alone "clementine" so he calls them "bapples." For some reason he can't drop the "b" when he is referring to his other favorite fruit. No matter how tired I am after work I can't turn away this face when he brings me a bapple to peel.