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Owen with Mommy's goggles, getting ready for trip to Ala Moana Park.








Erin and Owen at Ala Moana Beach.








Nonna (Noh-nah, a.k.a. Marie) at Kailua Beach







Owen, Nonna and me, digging at Kailua Beach






Sand is AWESOME!








Owen's first major injury (first-degree popped blister). He's bonked his head a million times, but this is the first injury to draw enough blood to induce panic. He was hobbling around the apartment like a WWII veteran. Check out the make-shift butterfly bandage Erin rigged up from a regular Bandaid.





Our temporary apartment lacks a tub. But it does have a large sink, which is crucial for getting AWESOME sand out of Owen's hair and various nooks and crannies (don't ask).

Comments

Karin said…
That is the life. Look at the water! I haven't been anywhere tropical in so long! You guys look like you're having a great time. How'd the blister happen?
August 6, 2007 at 1:45 PM
JohnJohn said…
Owen got the blister in Berkeley from wearing his too-small tennis shoes. He popped it after he took off his slippahs at the playground and stubbed his toe.

Come on over, the water is fine!
August 6, 2007 at 3:45 PM
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