Oahu Was Calling

So, I signed Levi up for Swim Lessons. The kid knows how to swim, loves the water, has been in it since he was 2 months old, and I just thought, hey it’d be fun. But, when we showed up my heart began to sink. I had a feeling they wouldn’t go too well. It was an indoor pool which meant all the screaming and sounds were echoing, it was super loud, and was just the polar opposite of what our swims are like. Levi sat in a corner, put his hand on his ears and just stared blankly at the pool. When I tried to get him to go in the water for class, he refused, and then the tears started. Oh, the tears. His eyes welled up, that lower lip started to quiver, and he began sobbing. Then (I’ll never forget it) he looked at me straight in the eyes and said, “I miss the beach, I just want peace and quiet. I want to go back to the beach.”

I was crying just as hard at that point…but on the inside.

We stayed for the lessons, and he pretty much just sat it out and watched.

Then I went home that night and decided it was time for us to go back to Hawaii.

I have a ton of Hawaiian Miles pooled up, and friends who’ve offered us their places to stay. So I just said to hell with it, and I impulsively booked a trip back to Oahu.

Not JUST because he was sad, I mean it’s life. He’s gonna cry and be uncomfortable in different situations. I get it. But when we knew we were moving back to Seattle, a HUGE perk is being just one flight away from Hawaii again. So why the hell not? The swimming lessons were basically what made me pull the trigger.

So we went back to Oahu. Levi got lots of peaceful quiet swims in daily, and I even pushed him on a longboard on a few baby waves in Waikiki. He also said his favorite kind of swim lessons are “Mama Swim lessons” In which I throw him up into the water and he just has to swim. So maybe we’re doing something right.

The theme of the trip was, “Oh the places Levi will nap.” Which consisted of me finding shady spots on beaches or parks so he could still get in his nap each day. Then I could lay next to the shady spot and get some sun, or actually (gasp) just relax.  Traveling with a 3-year-old, keep expectations low, or non-existent and you’ll have a blast.

The days consisted of lots of salt, sand, shave ice (a summer staple for a 3-year-old) sun, seeing and spending time with friends (who I miss a ton), Levi making pals or pretending to be a superhero wherever he went, and just soaking up being back in our heart home. Yum.

Hope you enjoy a few pics.

It should be interesting to see how many times we end up going back this year. Chances are I might be racking up quite a few more Hawaiian miles. Or Delta. Or Alaskan Airlines…

In the meantime, we’re headed back to swim lessons tonight. We will see how it goes.

** I pretty much just wore a white James Perse tank, some Levi’s cutoffs and a Janessa Leone Packable straw hat the ENTIRE time. Then had two Mayde Australia towels which doubled as Levi’s nap spot or a sarong for me. These Electric Olive Crashers made me look waaaay more styling than I am. And I never took off the puka necklace and hoops that Puka Perri made me. (More on her line & creations soon. Hint it’s breathtaking and incredibly rad.) 

* Levi wore boardshorts (He got these Cosmo Crew ones that rock) and pretty much went barefoot and shirtless everywhere. 

Cheers to packing light. Or, in my case, over packing then realizing I could’ve fit everything I needed in a backpack. 

 

 

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  • What Levi said almost made me cry! We live in the Midwest but spend a few weeks every February on a island in Florida. My son has been taking swim lessons since he was 5, he’s 8 now, still trying to master his swim strokes, but, man, when he’s playing in those ocean waves, he looks like a total pro. This last time, a few weeks after we returned to our cold, grey home, he was so down. After a few days I finally got it out of him. He slowly began to cry, his voice cracked as he said, “I really miss Florida.” Our boys are so smart & as mothers, we’ve done at least one thing right because they know what they need & what’s really important.

    • Now your story is getting me all choked up! Love that our guys know how special and wonderful a beach is. High five to doing something right!…and I hope you all get back to Florida again soon.