Obviously, the title is tongue-in-cheek. I just wanted to be able to find this entry easily later. Like everyone else, we were confused, scared, and stunned by the series of events surrounding the inbound missile false alarm. After the alert was called off, I carpe diemed Saturday morning by continuing on to my scheduled medical appointment. Straight out of the Dead Poets playbook. Life goes on.
When I got home, we made a better attempt at making the most of things by going some place we’d never been before. Lynnette deftly maneuvered us up to the Tantalus Lookout.
As you’ve probably guessed, Madison was uneasy about being so visibly high above street level. When Lynnette pointed out some familiar landmarks to Mad, she replied with a combination of awe, discomfort, and faked interest.
As an aside, I am terrible at taking selfies. Since I am a firm believer in the concept of reps (like Malcolm Gladwell’s 10,000 hour rule), it make sense I would suck at selfies. I never take them. Just look at all the space at the tip and right of the picture that could have been cut to capture more of my wife’s beautiful face. I think I’m going to make improving my selfie skills a New Year’s resolution! It’s one I might actually be able to stick with!
We found a new playground at Manoa Elementary. Madison was impressed with the multi-person spinner. “It’s a Miracle Spinner!” she said as soon as she saw it. This is how into playgrounds she is: she looks them up by brand on the internet, makes notes of the various structures, and checks the branding on the gyms we visit.
I chose this picture because:
- Lynnette told Madison to push she and Avery slowly, but Madison tried to push them quickly anyway.
- Despite her claims to the contrary, Madison is so clumsy.
Cole found a tree branch in the grass and used it as a mallet for the xylophone. He was pretty pleased with himself as he hammered away, and while that might have been the highlight of his day, it wasn’t the highlight of mine.
Nope, that came later when Avery started to wander away from the playground. The playground was in a larger fenced-in area, so we weren’t worried, but Cole’s been to the playground with us enough to know when something’s wrong. “A-bery! A-bery!” he shouted while pointing at his little sister. He eventually followed after her and chased her back toward the playground. What a big brother!
Lynnette decided to seize her day another way. We stopped by Chocolea before we left Manoa and she had me pick up some chocolate-covered mac nuts and their special crunch. Then, on our way out of Manoa, Lynnette’s Snack-Sense (exactly like Spider-Man’s early warning ability, but in the case of Lynnette’s super-power, it alerts her to nearby eateries) went off. “Ohh, Banan! she cooed as UH appeared on the horizon. I ordered then waited 10 minutes for her precious Banan. It was worth it solely because in sharing her Banan with the twins, they stopped fussing from the back of the van.
These, of course, are small gestures totally deserved by Lynnette who nursed the twins and me through illness this week. She’s the MVP of 2018 so far and I don’t know that she has competition. I’ve got some laundry in, Madison’s glacial attempt at cleaning her room is in process, and the twins are going down for bed. Life can’t be exciting all of the time, but all of the time it is better than the alternative. We hope everyone finds themselves in the company of people they love tonight.