return

return from Hawaii.
return to the blog.
return to talking about something other than food.
hmm what else did i talk about?...kids!

Hunter:
Hunter adored Hawaii. He was at the beach ever possible moment and if not he was in the pool. He went on a 2mile beach walk with my mom, a feat neither Tyler or I managed. He loved every single thing about Hawaii. He had his preschool round of shots yesterday, which he did not love. He is however officially big enough to be in a booster instead of the full on 5 point harness car seat, which is good because its a struggle to get him all strapped in with winter gear on.


Sage:
Had a birthday party in Hawaii, during which she received an incredible necklace and an entire summer wardrobe. Sage was diligent in wearing every piece of new clothing over the rest of the holiday. Sage was adamant that she did not want to go into the water (pool or ocean) until day three when Tyler talked her into the pool, after that she could not be talked out of the pool despite blue lips and chattering teeth. She did hold ground at the beach and not one tiny toe touched the ocean.
Sage did not shed one tear during her (belated) 18 month shots yesterday, and only complained once this morning about her shoulders hurting.

Jasper:
Loved being (almost) naked in Hawaii. His rash improved significantly...though it reemerged two days before we came home. Jasper took to the time change (three hours behind us) well and went to bed at 8-9pm most nights. He also slept through the night for the first time, cut his first tooth and rolled over (another first) on the beach. The last surly to outdo his siblings who rolled over for the first time at their aunt and uncles and my parents house. The rolling is a relief as it means i can put him to sleep on his stomach (which he adores) guilt free. My mom announced it was definitely time for us to go home, otherwise he may think he needed to start walking in Hawaii as well.

The most stressful part of the trip was leaving. After returning the rental car we heard about the earthquake, and tsunami that hit Japan. Then while we were in the waiting area every 30 mins a very official sounding message was broadcast : "The state of Hawaii is under a Tsunami Watch, the first wave is expected to hit at 3am. All staff are require to move to the second floor at that time." We didn't know how big the earthquake was, or the Japanese tsunami much less the one scheduled to arrive at 3am. Our flight was suppose to leave at 11:30pm...but there was 90 minutes of debate as to whether it was safer to leave or stay. Not my calmest 90 mins.

The only reference i had to a tsunami was the media exposure from the huge one in Indonesia a few years ago. That coupled with the late hour, presence of my three small children and the flipping announcement on repeat had me fairly...upset. Tyler's insistence to 'calm down' didn't help much. I did mange to calm down, but only after talking to a number of very calm and kind women who were extremely reassuring.

I will admit to walking around the waiting room with Jasper making eye contact with as many people as i could. see? See! I have a baby, and this baby (and my other two) are getting on that plane no matter what. Leave me if you have to...but they get off this island NOW. somebody save my babies!. Despite my smile, I must have had a tinge of panic in my eye because a few kind lovely woman came over to chat about the baby and mentioned that it was going to be fine, and this happens frequently, its no big deal. Which coupled with the completely unflustered appearance of the airport staff did go a long way to calming me down, well... at least I stopped pacing.

Of course us getting out of the way of the water was only part of the equation...my parents were still there and since the airport was allegedly 'out of the hit zone' my parents on the other side of the island were surly directly in the path. (pats overactive imagination on head). No information on the plane the Bell TV on WestJet only works if you are over the land not the ocean. We had a lot of ocean to cross. Then we had to run through the airport to make our connection, which left us no time to a)tell people we left or b)find out how bad Hawaii was hit. Then we were stuck sitting on the plane waiting for the lazy people off our flight who didn't run through the airport...45 mins of watching three different people use their IPhones (and one ipad) to communicate with the world outside of the plane convinced me maybe tyelr was right and we should get a smart phone.

which ....I have an iphone thus the twitter and its camomilethought not because I'm clever (and long winded) and 140 characters is only enough for one thought...but because I was only allowed 14 characters in my username.