Last Day in Hawaii

Our last day in Hawaii was sad. Nobody wanted to go home. My mom joked that when she booked the trip she was worried that 10 days with each other was too long. Happily, she was wrong. I think we all could have stayed another week. 

We spent our last day at K'aanapali beach and enjoyed a relaxing day of sandcastles (duh!), attempting to snorkeling, cliff jump and paddleboard (it was super windy), body surfing, reading, laying out, and eating what was left of the ginormous bag of Doritos my mom bought at Costco. 

I felt bad for Cole. Every time he built a sandcastle, Ev would promptly destroy it. 

Me, "body surfing."

 Nick quickly informed me that you have to ride the wave, not let it push you further up the beach ... like a whale.

Darc got so tan in Hawaii that you couldn't even see her freckles anymore. Props Darc, you finally look like a Kardashian.

Also, I get weirdly jealous when my sisters take pictures without me. They claim I have FOMO, but anyone who knows me, knows that I simply cannot have FOMO.

Diaper Bum.

Caption for this photo:

Kooling Off With the Kardashians on K'annapali.

I'm seriously curious why Hallmark hasn't offered me a job.

Despite Ev's face here, she totally digs the sand.

(Get it?! Haha)

Sibling love + double rainbow = best picture ever

Actually, this might be the best picture ever.  

Brent - hahahahahahahaha!

Double rainbow!

I've actually had a blast posting so many pictures on the blog. I got to relive one of our best family vacations ever. I understand why people complain about their families and I feel terribly sorry for people who don't have a happy family situation, but I would never ever ever give up my fam - they are the bomb. You are welcome to crash a Smart party, but you can't have them as your family, because I'm just not willing to share them. 

And a special shout out to Kris and Bruce for footing the bill. You spoil us ... and we know it! (Dad this could be a future family motto...)

Thanks for putting up with such Krazy Kardashian Kids.

Hello Helicopter, You've Prepared Me for Sean Lowe

We took a snorkeling trip on a boat. Don't ask me what kind, it was a big boat that held a lot of people.

We saw a plethora of whales, lots of fish, a couple sea turtles, and a whole lotta butt crack.

Is it just me, or does less than 1% of the population look good in a string bikini? You'd think that people would wear functional swimwear when snorkeling, swimming, and diving.

Oh no, that would be too intelligent for the average person. Apparently, the less you wear, the more attractive you are. I will keep that in mind next time I go snorkeling. Unfortunately, I won't be able to post any pics on the blog since we like to keep this family friendly. 

The kiddos did great on the boat. They loved watching the whales and eating pineapple.

Here is an example of an appropriate and tasteful exposure of the bum:

My Dad (with the help of Shea) won the trivia game on the boat.

I bet you can't guess what we won! ...

Give up?

A T-shirt. In size American (XXXL).

As a Rose Lover, I've often contemplated what it would be like to take a helicopter ride over a tropical location with a sexy man dipped in liquid spray tan. 

Guys, its all its cracked up to be.

Being up in the sky is like being high on crack.

Say crack again.

Crack.

This guy was rad ... and his name was Brad.

Nerdiest parents award.

Nerdiest person award.

Hamming it up for the paparazzi.

(Kim wrote the book on paparazzi)