Sauntering Vaguely Downward

This is a scanned snapshot of me, aged about one, in my grandmother’s arms. We are at Kalalau Lookout in the Na Pali Coast State Park on Kauai in Hawai’i. When I was very small, my parents had a condo on Kauai and we went there for our holidays (from Honolulu). It was wonderful. I have vivid memories of the hike down the cliffs to the fine white sand of the deserted beach below the condo, and of playing for hours in the crystal clear water. My parents always found this surprising as I was, at the time they sold it, only about four years old.

[Image of Keiki and Humuhumu sitting on the windowsill in the spare room, grinning around their toothbrushes. The framed photos next to them are from about a year ago.]

"Stay in the bathroom, please," I said. "Keep your trousers on, Keiki", I said. The respect they have for me is awesome.

My apologies to the requester that this photo doesn't include Telstar, but I thought it was a cute one, and it fulfills the prompt for a photo of two family members touching noses. This is Humuhumu and me during the Great Present Unwrapping on Christmas Day.

One of the other fun bits of our Norfolk days was that Granny and Granddad decided to watch the first two Harry Potter films with the grandchildren. This led to the following conversation.

Me: "So what houses do we think everyone is in?"
Nephew (younger): "I'm a Slytherin!"
Nephew (elder): "I'm Ravenclaw because they're the coolest."
Niece: "I'm definitely Ravenclaw because Ravenclaws are smart."
Nephew (younger): "I'm Slytherin!"
Niece: "Humuhumu is Gryffindor because she's brave and Keiki is Hufflepuff because he's just soooo cute."
Nephew (younger): "SLYTHERIN IS THE BEST!"
Niece: "Oh, and Auntie Nanila, you are DEFINITELY Gryffindor. Definitely."
Me, internally: "...I am?!"

Above, my (only white) cousin, aka Big Keiki, aged about five, spoon-feeds me, aged a few months, in the weird black leather and metal contraption that functioned as my high chair. The chair looks as though it were designed for more sinister or deviant purposes. It was the 70's in Hawai'i, so who knows. Anyway, I like how his mouth is wide open and mine is not.

[YouTube video, about 30 seconds long. Humuhumu sings "Away in a manger", followed by applause from her serenaded parents.]

Happy Friday! Humuhumu was an angel in her pre-school nativity play and got to say the last line all by herself ("And that is the story of Christmas.") She practised her songs faithfully for weeks beforehand. Usually early in the morning when she came in to the Big Bed.