4th of July is a little different in Kauai. Sure, we have some fireworks, but they are the kind of fireworks that end and you have to say, "Well, at least we have the ocean." They pale in comparison to an Oakland As game or the Stadium of Fire--they look more like sparklers up against those big guns.
Zac was introduced to glow sticks. He cried in the morning when he realized they don't glow the next day.

The cool part was the fireworks were over/near the ocean.


Remember that blog post that I said I'd move back to the mainland when I found a centipede in my bed? Well, this one was right next to my bed. So, not moving yet, but ew, ew, EW!

When Zachary was tiny, I remember being so excited to play baseball with him. He turned two, and we bought him a T-ball set. He couldn't care less. He pulled the ball off the T, and kicked it.
We pulled it out again a few weeks ago, and he loves to hit the ball. Somehow, Brady has perfect timing, and he can get Zac to hit the ball over and over again with his pitches. During the day, Zachary often wants me to try this with him, too, but eventually gives up when he realizes that mama can't pitch toddler-style.


Zac has to take turns. He hits the ball, then we hit the ball.

We just need to work on getting that elbow up, huh, Scott?


Buzz sharing the action.

Just missed the sunset at our favorite rock-throwing destination.

July 5th (aka Brady's bday), we took off to Lydgate for park time and swimming. Brady's never been to this park with Zac, and it's the best one on the island. It even has swings (a rare find around here)!