Paradise. In Jake’s mind (and I’m pretty sure this qualifies for the Nez as well) the Big Island is as close as it gets. He has a love affair with the place and lucky for him we spent 3 days there over the long weekend. The vast majority of the time was spent in the pool at the hotel, which happens to be the best kids pool I’ve ever seen. Waterfalls, slides, sand pools—it’s an amazing place for kids. Wes was just as jazzed about the experience this time and actually screamed in disbelief when we had to take him out at the end of the day. We were there with Will and Hyunhee, which made the experience even sweeter. Jake loves people and having aunties and uncles there was indeed sweet.
A couple of Jake-things caught my attention over the weekend that I can identify as special moments worth remembering. Both had to do with other kids in the pool. On the first day Jake was playing alone, which he’s fine with and even seems to like. A short time later two girls came into the area and within moments they were all playing together. Jake was so proud and happy that he had new friends; I could feel it in his demeanor. After about an hour, very suddenly they decided to move on to another part of the pool. He’s not tall enough to move outside the kid’s pool, so he had to stay behind. As they jumped in he stood on the edge and said, “Guys! Where are you going guys? Don’t go!” He stood there for a while watching them, but was fine and went back to playing. Me? Well, I was pretty much devastated! I swear I almost shed a tear and I don’t really know why. It wasn’t, I think the fact that they left, it was that he played so well with them and felt joy with having companions. And he handled their departure so well. It was a moment for sure.
The next day the same thing happened, but with two different girls. They were older, maybe 11 or 12, but they took Jake under their wing and played with him in the kid’s pool. When they decided to leave for the bigger pool, Jake yelled, “Guys! Can I come?! I can come too!” At this point I would have normally stepped in because he’s not a great swimmer and I feel the need to make sure a trusted adult is with him. Plus he didn’t tell me he was leaving. I decided though to just shadow him. I followed them to a volleyball net area where Jake was just tall enough to stand. They played and at some point one of them said, “Do your parents know you’re here?” It dawned on Jake that he hadn’t told us. I yelled to him that I was nearby and they continued to play until they decided to go on the slides. In order for Jake to ride he needed someone at the exit to catch him. I told one of the girls to make sure they went first and I stood by the edge just in case. They rode a few times, then we had to leave to catch our plane. Let’s just say that Jake was less than happy to have to say goodbye to his new friends. He did and he was obviously very proud of himself, as was I.
A funny aside: We went for lunch at a shopping plaza that had a Thai restaurant at the entrance. Jake asked what kind of restaurant and when we said Thai we just so happened to be walking by a big mural that was next to the restaurant. It was a huge picture of shelves of candy and gum. Jake said in a half-question, half-declarative way, “Gum is Thai.”
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