The Clampets come to Hawaii

Last week my family came to visit. We used to have a small family but of course due to marriages and babies we now have a good size squad. My parents rented a beautiful house in Kailua just yards away from where Obama stayed with his family over the holidays (which is I'm pretty sure why my dad elected to stay at this house). Our week together was simple and we spent most of our time hanging out, playing on the beach, chair bowling and of course...Yahtzee. Being the eco-friendly family that we are we always recycle old score cards and it only seemed appropriate that we would give my mom the scorecard that read "Dickcheese." She won of course.

On Monday we took a family trip to Pearl Harbor to visit the Arizona memorial and the Missouri battleship. Man, I thought I had big guns. It was incredible! It was fun to experience it with my dad as he loves history just about as much as he loves a cold Mirror Pond on the Deschutes River, which is A LOT.

Tracy and Trevor took a night off from parenting and the four of us hit the town where we showed them some of our favorite hangout spots in downtown and Waikiki. We wrapped up the evening at a local bar back in Kailua called "The Palace" where Tray rocked some Meatloaf on the jukebox and we shot a round of pool. (yeah, she loves Meatloaf...weird).

Nic and I also had a blast hanging out with our nephews, Thatcher and Tristan. Tristan is now speaking so well and he cracks me up every day. My new title is Uncle Kim. I must be my size 12 shoe that throws him off, or maybe that I am taller than his dad. As long as he says Kim I'll take it.

The hardest part of course was saying goodbye. I wasn't expecting to cry but I balled like a baby when I had to drop them off at the airport. If there is one thing I have learned by living here is how special our family is to us. If only Portland had more Asians we might consider moving back home.