The Wright Brother's Diary

Aloha!

That’s how they say hello in Hawaii. And goodbye. Never got used to that, but either way – I just got back from HAWAII!! I went with a big crew – Mom, Dad, Granny, Papa, Aunt Joan, Uncle Curt, Emma and Claire. The plane ride over got a little long, but once we got there it was neat!

I got to hang out at this HUGE sandbox that everyone called, “the beach”. It was fun throwing sand everywhere, but mommy didn’t think it was very funny when I threw sand on her….

We also stayed in a neat room – the best part was our room connected with Granny and Papa’s room so I could go over there whenever I wanted to! And I did a lot. Plus there was lots of cool things to play with in the room – tables to climb on, things to push around, buttons to push and a huge bathtub to play in with mom!

We played in the pool almost every day too. Nice and refreshing. Actually, a bit on the cool side for my tastes, but beggars can’t be choosers. (I don’t really know what that means, but I think it fits here)

Oh yeah, and we ate lots of good food! I got to eat something called, “calamari” that was really yummy. And of course I had my fill of steak and hamburgers and chicken – some of my faves.

One day we went into this little town and walked around and looked at some different shops and things. I got really hot that day. I got what they call a “heat rash” which made my skin all red! That didn’t bother me so much, but I ended up getting really tired and sick that night. Ug. I was really hot and Mom and Dad kept putting these wet towels on my forehead and neck! But I got better the next day and all was well. (except then Dad got sick, but he’s fine now).

As a side note, I learned how to say, “Hawaii” and “Joan” on the trip (aunt Joan kept pestering me so I finally said her name just so I could have some peace and quiet!) So I can now say a bunch of words – “Hawaii. No. Fan. Momma. Da. Papa. Joan. Moon. Fish. Up. Ring. Bubble. Bus. Bye. Done. and of course, my favorite, Wheel” and my favorite, “baba” which stands for anything Dad’s trying to get me to say that I just don’t feel like saying. There are others but I just can’t think of them now.

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