We took Collin on his first big trip for Thanksgiving--Maui, Hawaii.
My favorite things about Maui: the rustle of palm trees, the perfect 80 degree weather, the blue, blue, ocean that matches the sky, the exotic looking birds, the bright, fragrant flowers. And hearing "mahalo." It sounds much more laid-back and happy than thank-you (but don't try this in the mainland, it just isn't right).
Mike's parents rented a gorgeous home in Haiku, a little town on the Hana highway. It was a full house and allowed Collin to spend time with all his loving relatives (and gave Mike and I a break!)
Collin got to spend lots of time with his grandma (aka one of our trip saviors)

Grandpa (another trip savior) got to feed Collin lots of yummy food (Collin discovered fresh papaya and pumpkin pie!)

Just hanging with Auntie Virginia and Uncle Tom

Mike and I stayed in the home once before with my parents. It is the perfect place for a vacation away from the tourists. The house has a huge deck with a view of the ocean and beautiful grounds with tropical flowers, and coconut trees, bananas, mangoes and guavas. There is also a pool (with a self-cleaning robot!) and hot tub.





Collin got to finally meet his great grandpa!

4 generations

Hanada guys

Collin also met his Hawaiian relatives. They were so sweet and he bonded with his (2nd, 3rd?) cousins--twins Sarah and Jacob.



Collin had a big crush on Auntie Joanne

Family

And lots of family!

Feasting away on endless amounts of food

We took Collin to Baldwin Beach which had some killer waves. After eating ocean at several failed attempts to body surf I decided laying in the sand with Collin was a safer bet.







We took Collin to see the banyan tree in Lahaina (he wasn't too impressed)

But park benches are cool

And of course the notorious boat trip. Fun at the time, we sailed to Molikini Crater and saw some amazing coral and pretty fishies. Little did we know however that our fates would soon change.


The only parts of our trip I would happily erase from memory are:
a). Flying with baby. I demand a teleporter next time. Collin liked to practice his shrieks and also bang on the tray table of the poor soul occupying the seat in front of us. He also refused to nap on our laps. Overtired, squirmy baby not so fun.
b.) Food poisoning. The last couple days of our trip were spent hovering over ye porcelain God thanks to vending machine like sandwiches supplied on a snorkel trip. Six of us (me, Mike, Chris, Todd, Virginia and Tom) were all stricken with the same horrid illness a day later. Thankfully, Mary Ann and Jon stayed back with Collin and took care of him (and us) as we all went on our "cleanse". They also tended to him on the plane ride home as Mike held the barf bag and made a beeline for the bathroom every 30 minutes and I drifted in and out of semi-consciousness.
But the good memories won't fade and I know we'll be back to Maui with Collin again and again. And just in case you didn't get enough photos, here's the album: