Groundhog Day

You know that movie with Bill Murray where he is forced to repeat Groundhog Day over and over again....well, that's us except instead of Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania, we're in Hawaii (an infinitely more pleasant scenario). And fortunately for us, we've very quickly accepted the wonderousness of our situation and that the fates (Taeya's eardrums) have stuck us here for yet another four days. Taeya's first antibiotic didn't work and so, after visiting with the doctor this morning (and having her proclaim that yes, in fact, Taeya's moderate ear infection is now a doozy of an ear infection full of nasty and agressive bugs), she is on a new antibiotic and we have postponed flying until Saturday. The poor thing is so uncomfortable but she's being so good about it. Unfortunately, this also involves lots of middle of the night moaning which then evolves into playing (because moaning gets dull after awhile). So, Steve and I are exhausted but trying to embrace and enjoy the sameness of our days here in paradise. And, because we have a sick babe, sameness is the jeu de la jour. Same staff (Helloooooo Mrs......how are youuuuu today?), same breakfast buffet (scream FISHIES at the fish tank when you first walk in and cry when taken away from them to go to your table, throw food across the room, yell at the top of your lungs that you see a bird 10 feet away, throw some more food, yell that you are finished eating and demand that someone takes you to the ocean to play...and that's just me), same pool, same nap, same lunch, more pool, more nap, dinner and then a short sleep before the midnight rumba commences. Repeat, rinse and start over at 6:30 am.

But, as I said, we have accepted and begun to enjoy this additional holiday that we're on. The weather is always the same (beautiful), the hotel is always the same (beautiful), and if it was not for the haggerdness that comes with being parents, we would look as shiny and bright as all the other honeymooners (who Steve keeps badgering to have children and then informs them that they will never look beautiful or sleep again).

In the spirit of our Groundhog Day-type evolution, we even made friends with a family yesterday and they invited us over for dinner. They are from San Jose and have a very cute 10-month old boy named Brady. We had a fabulous bbq with them and the night ended with Taeya and Brady kissing (on the mouth! Steve fainted then searched blindly for his shotgun). Wedding announcements to follow....Sadly, they left today so we are friendless again but now have hope and are scoping out this latest group of newbies.

I have many pictures to upload (Steve and Taeya in the pool in the morning, Steve and Taeya in the pool in the afternoon, rinse, repeat) but I'm too tired tonight so I'll try to do it tomorrow. I'm off to put on my dancing shoes and climb into bed.