In Hawaii, it’s hard to imagine any other season besides summer. Ok…we do get some difference in our weather. Sometimes it’s a little more…rainy than normal. But for the most part we have hot and hotter, with a side of muggy thrown in. It makes taking trips to the mainland so complicated. I always pack and leave my house in jeans and a top, sweating, the AC blasting in the car, and then I land and I’m always freezing. My most memorable dressing misadventure was when I wore tights and a long top, no jacket, and flew in late to 45 degrees in Portland at 11pm. I thought I was going to die.
What am I getting at with all this weather talk? Well you see, this Waimea beach day was our goodbye to summer party. Which, as you now know from what I explained above, summer never really disappears when you live in Hawaii. But all the same, we gathered all the kids up and trooped up to the North Shore to spend the day eating snacks, jumping off of rocks, and playing with friends before the sun finally sank below the horizon.
I’ll never forget it as the time my 4-year-old watched the older kids jumping from the rock and decided he wanted to try it for himself. Wouldn’t you know it, he not only jumped a million times, he had somehow taught himself to swim. My baby sister saw what was going on and she tried about 8 times to climb the rock herself. Of course she is a little young for such shenanigans but it didn’t stop her from trying to get multiple strangers to take her up the rock. Each time I had to walk over and explain that yes I was watching her, and no, they shouldn’t take instructions from a 2-year-old. And finally, in typical big kid fashion, our 8-year-old was so overjoyed to be playing with her friends that she barely came to shore all day except to eat food and then race back to playing. It was a wonderfully, enjoyable day.