Fish Out of Water

James has been thoroughly enjoying his sister-free time here in Hawaii. Especially, the fact that he has Papa and Gramma all to himself. What more could a 3-year-old boy want in life really. It has been kind of stormy since we got here, so James has resorted to non-beach entertainment. Papa showed him how to use the snorkel and mask in the hot tub and he was such a fan that he has been snorkeling indoors as well. Other non-beach related activities have included unrolling all of the toilet paper into the toilet and flushing, locking the bathroom door and then closing it from the outside (I got to climb in the window to get the door unlocked), and spraying air freshener all over the bathroom floor and his bare chest. (He got a bath in the laundry sink after that one.) And when he finds a bit of time between bathroom antics, he has been laying on, standing on, and squeezing 9-month-old Patrick. It's not in a malicious way so much as James seems to think that Patrick is big enough to hold his own and wrestle with him now.



Also, we went to McDonald's to get a Nerf gun Happy Meal. I'm so not the kind of mom I thought I would be . . . but . . . James is so not the kid I was expecting. I guess we all adapt.