Yeah, so, we totally crashed my mom’s vacation to Hawaii.
It’s true. We were only able to go to Hawaii, because my mom planned a three-week trip with her mother, one of her sisters and some long-time family friends. But she learned about two months ago that her sister and some of the friends were not going to stay for the third week, which left a spot open for David, the Spawn and myself.
So, we stayed in a timeshare on the Big Island, all thanks to the kindness of our long-time family friend Jeanne. So, big thanks to Jeanne for letting us stay with them. Not only did all these ladies allow us to stay with them, they gave us the master bedroom with a private bathroom. I know, right? They are nice ladies.
But I’m going to tell a funny story about my mom anyway.
So, the morning after our first night in Hawaii, David and I wandered downstairs with The Boy. We pour ourselves some coffee, while Calvin plays on the floor.
Mom: “We heard some bumping around up there last night.”
Me: “That wasn’t us. Maybe next door?”
Mom: “Oh, we thought you were having loud monkey sex up there.”
Me: “Umm, eww, mom. Because nothing puts me in the mood like sharing a room with my baby.”
Mom [picks up Calvin and kisses him]: “Did you hear that Calvin? They don’t think you’re sexy.”
And now, the moment you’ve all been waiting for: random vacation photos!