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| Meiners and his Coconut |
I love this picture of Meiners from our last night in Hawaii. I really wanted to get a picture of the entire family on the beach at sunset - I actually looked into hiring a professional to take photos for us, but when he saw the price tag, Mister said, "No way," so I packed the tri-pod (and maybe threatened the kids that if they didn't smile...). Anyway, the last night, we drove up to the North Shore - famous for it's awesome waves and surfing scene from October through April ... and now we know why!!! (Yikes! MONSTER waves! We almost lost a kid or two from the currents while we took a few photos of just me & Mister!) We arrived just in the nick of time - man the sun sets fast in Hawaii ;) - and captured the perfect shot for our Christmas cards this year!
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| Me and Mister @ the North Shore |
Anyway, back to the coconut. I love this picture of Meiners because it reminds me how he is always finding treasures. (Like the acorns I found under his bed last winter...and the weavils I found all around those acorns...). He was the one who found plumeria flower after plumeria flower and always insisted I put them in my hair. And made sure I placed them on the correct side so all the Hawaiians would know I was taken. The last flowers he gave me came from the plate of his first class ice cream sundae. I brought them home and laid them on my kitchen window sill so that I would be reminded of his chivalry. They're wilted and wrinkly now - probably need to be tossed like those infamous acorns before they wield similarly unsavory friends - so I wanted to document it here. And also, because no story of Meiners and Daddy goes without a little laughter. As we recall how the two of them tried to break open that coconut to sample real coconut milk. Indeed.
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| Channeling their inner survivor man |
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| Notice what happened to the rock ~ while the coconut remains unscathed |
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| As close as they ever got to coconut milk |
Yeah - one look at that balcony. It's no wonder they voodoo'd our dolls.
