One: waterslide. Over and over and over again. Backward forward tummy side repeat.
Two: pools. Excellent for towing, wrestling, throwing balls back and forth.
Three: trips to the giant and impressive wooden playground. Also known as the Jedi temple and princess castle, on occasion.
Four: number of us who saw and swam with the giant sea turtle.
Five: hours captive by the unexpected wildfire. Blissfully spent at the beach, entertained by said turtle, and capped with an oceanfront dinner.
Six: beaches visited. All good for twirling in the waves (K), snorkeling (us and M), and building sandcastles (all).
Seven: days with ice cream sundaes, shave ice, brownies, or some combination therein. The other day we had Hula Pie. Yes, that’s technically a combination, but I didn’t have to make it.
Eight: beach visits. Also (not surprisingly) the length of time we spent in Kauai. For once, just enough. We returned home tanned but not burned, full but not bursting, and still a happy family.