Day four in Kauai

Today we went to church in Lihue. It was a sweet experience. We were 10 min late so we missed the sacrament and it was hard to find a seat but it was a sweet experience. I couple from Colorado spoke, it was their last Sunday before going home. The wife talked about how the atonement heals all pains and related how pain is necessary to heal like a physician giving a shot in order to heal, our spiritual pain reminds us to repent and be healed. The last speaker was a guy that has been home for 6 months from his mission in the Marshal islands, I was really touched by his talk, he was so humble. He talked about a companion that was from the islands that had visa trouble and didn't get to go to the mission he was called to much less even the MTC. They literally picked him up from his house. He talked about how he and his last companion were having a lot of success and he thought if he just kept doing the same thing he would continue to have success and how frustrating it was with his new companion. He said in a discussion he taught about Joseph Smith and the first vision and then turned it over to his companion to bare his testimony and instead his companion taught about the book of Mormon and the lost transcript and had to do a lot of explaining about Oliver Cowdery. I laughed at that, and then he related how when he prayed he was talking to heavenly father about his frustrations and when he said in confusion "I haven't changed" that is when he realized what the problem was, he hadn't changed. He talked about how the atonement is not just for those committing sin, we can be doing good things but there may still be a need to do better. If we aren't doing better we aren't progressing and that is what we are here to do, to become like him not to simply not sin. I thought that was a good lesson/reminder. At the end of sacrament meeting they asked all the visitors to stand and then they came around and leid us with these home made yarn lays that were so sweet, even Ollie got one. And then the ward went up to the front and sang to all of us. I don't know what it was I didn't even know what the song was saying but it was beautiful and the gesture brought me to tears. It was a sweet experience to be there and feel so at home with complete strangers who opened their arms to welcome us.

After church we came home and Adam made us a breakfast for lunch. Everyone pitched in and we sat out on the liane and enjoyed each other company.

Matt and Ollie took a nap afterwards and I went and played a little put put golf out on the lawn with Colton, Macey and Adam (I beat them all- hehe) and here I am now writing in my journal in beautiful Kauai...

(When I went out to play golf I found Macey laying on the ground waiting for me perfectly positioned in the shade of the palm tree- it was the only shade on the entire lawn and it was just the right size for her.)

After my brief moment of relaxation writing in my journal we packed up to go have a picnic dinner on the beach at sunset. Just as we were loading Ollie into the car he started puking. It was so sad, his face turned bright red and he projected everything out, he did it a few times until there was nothing left. We were grateful it happened before we got on the road because there was a ton of it all over him and the concrete. We headed out on an hour drive to a secluded beach on the west shore called polihale. The last five miles to the beach is on a dirt road, super bumpy, Macey was giggling the whole time. The beach was nice, just locals and not that many. The sand was super soft and we had a good time just kicking back taking pictures, walking Ollie down to the water and letting him touch it with his feet. It was so fun to see him feel the water and the sand with his little toes. He talked excitedly to the ocean, but it was short lived.

Ollie had a rough night, he wasn't crying but he threw up a few more times while we were out there and I wasn't having any luck getting him to drink water or his bottle. After every little sip he would refuse to drink any more and then moments later he would start heaving. But beyond that he was perfectly calm and didn't cry or act like he was in pain. We watched a beautiful sunset and Adam was nice enough to make us sandwiches right there on the beach. Macey and Colton shared a rootbeer and Macey picked up my little tradition of saving sand in a bottle I drank from, she was nice enough to collect some for me too. While we sat back and relaxed on the beach, Macey had fun digging in the sand building castles and Colton had fun running wild, yelling at the ocean while he threw sand at it. I can't forget to mention the topless girl and her boyfriend frolicking in the ocean right in the middle of our sunset! We stayed well into the dark and finally left when Ollie refused to drink anything and I began to worry.

When we got home I tried again to feed him, and then he pooped the smelliest poop of his life! None of us wanted any part of changing him, even Macey turned down a $5 bribe, so Matt and I tag teamed and did the deed. When he was all diapered up again I thought he still smelled and upon taking his onsie all the way off I discovered why, it was all up his back still and all over his onsie! Everyone was very entertained by it all, Adam even recorded the whole thing without us knowing. Little guy finally finished 4 oz and he is laying asleep snuggled up on Matt's chest right now as we sit in the living room with all the windows/walls open enjoying the cool evening air as it breezes through the house. I love Sundays!