A Touch Of Tyrell

Everett might not be walking and talking.... BUT he has amazing eye-hand coordination. He can stack up to 6 blocks, eats with a spoon, can put a straw in the hole in the lid, and puts his wooden train set together. Last Tuesday I thought he might be interested in saving for college... so I gave him a bunch of pennies and his piggy bank. He concentrated really hard and learned how to turn the penny the right way to drop it in his bank. He was a pro after a few pennies. He was having a great time. He put in every coin I could possibly find... so we had to dump out his savings and start over. I thought I was genius for finding such a great activity! And then he ate a penny. He had to swallow several times but he got it down. Little punk! I honestly wasn't worried though. He pooped it out last Saturday. I think I'll be leaving the college saving up to me and Jake. And I didn't even realize until now... but look what his shirt says: Here comes trouble!  (*And plea...

Sunday morning we woke up early and went to go see the petroglyphs. They were within walking distance from the hotel and we hadn't seen them yet. (The sign that explains about the petroglyphs)   I was really fascinated by the petroglyphs and the history behind them. On one of the first days we were in Hawaii we heard one of the locals say that the Big Island is the spiritual island- I was starting to understand what he meant. Then we flew home. I was so sad to leave Hawaii but soooo excited to see Everett. Jake slept a majority of the flight home but it seemed like every time I looked at him, his face was peeling more and more. The sunburn on his forehead blistered and then peeled off... just like the sunburn on his chest, back, scalp, and arms. Jake's parents picked us up from the airport around 8:00 Sunday evening and the sky was dark and angry. I have never seen WA look so ugly and depressing in my entire life. I wanted to grab Everett and fly back to ...

Saturday morning we got up early. We were up at 5 and we left the hotel by 6. We were headed to Waipio Valley and Akaka Falls. Some of our friends had been up there a few days earlier and stopped for lunch along the way. They were headed to a restaurant that someone recommend... but when they got there it didn't look like something they would be interested in. So they stopped at a little diner because there were tons of cars in the parking lot... they said that the place was packed and that it was the best Hawaiian food they had ever had. Anna (our adventurous friend) asked one of the hotel workers about this little diner the night before and he said, "Oh, yeah, it's the best Hawaiian food on the island but on Saturday morning there is always a wait, even before they open." We took our chances. As we were driving up the island, it started to get really cold and it started to rain on us. We were super bummed because we were all in shorts and the top of the Jeep was o...