Maui Part 1

by Kim - 11:12 PM

Ok I have so many photos it's sick...
So I'll start with this and relieve myself of the overwhelming notion that somehow it will all get done in one post. And I'm coming off of my first week back in school and a birth. The lines in my head and heart that connect my thoughts are somewhat fuzzed and the only remedy is sleep! And I've waited to do this post because honestly, truthfully, without lies...I'm still not really to be home. And I cried for the whole day we where leaving, little tears that no one could really see. I like this place, it feels like home. But really it's just that I like US when we're here. We work well and it brings out our best.
The beginning of the story starts like this; we left our world and went to another. The world was warm and soft and rich. We drenched up as much sunshine as she would give and lived in the pool and sand. And in the mornings Jeff and I sat out on the back patio, drank Kona, watched the ocean move and ate eggs and sausage. We woke up sun-kissed and warm and we put on our swim suites. I read books and watched my boys play.

I slowly disconnected and found a big ocean that was all mine.

There is a super sweet kids park across the street.

These are my toes...they are swinging.

Eli and Silas all ready for the boat to Molokini. And this is the first day that Eli snorkeled in the "deep-end ocean", as he calls it. I was a bit of grouch this morning. Slightly irritated that we all had to be out of the house by 7:15 only to find out that my sweet husband got us there a whole hour early. Not really his fault, but I still had some poop in my pants. Oh and the parking spot that he picked was like a mile from the boat and I was like...come on park down there, and he was like, will you please let me drive...and I was like, well if you would just park down there it would be better..and well you know the rest...
Just trying to keep it real...

Now you should know that just a few moments after this photo was taken we started to notice that the kids were looking kinda green. They slunked down on the bench and went horizontal. Being on the top of the boat was ruff...fun and pretty, but ruff. So Jeff took one down and soon after I took the other one down. My dad stayed with Mo. And on the lower deck, on the back of the boat, where all the noodles are for swimming and where all the scuba gear is kept, the boys upchucked...in cups. Actually Eli said he wanted to go into the bathroom, which makes sense for him because it's important that you throw up in the right spot. But he didn't make it that far and we stopped at a garbage can instead. Once that was over they were fine and life continued. The boys even got in the water and Eli snorkeled.

Eli' first big snorkel. Now the back story behind this is that he's been practicing for weeks in the bath tub. And then in the pool the first few days we where there. His hard work had paid off and he was untouched by the depth of the ocean and the amount of swimming creatures below him. Totally a natural.