When can we go back to Molokai-ee?

Aloha compadres! I just returned from an awesome vaca in Hawaii with my cousins and Nannie. My favorite thing was sliding into the water on a super-high slide. I also just grooved on the Aloha spirit, reading books in the middle of the day, running around on the lawn, eating fresh pineapple, and swinging on the hamock. Thank you, Nannie!

Skiing in Yellowstone

A few weeks ago Grandpa gave me a piece of GUM! We were traveling by snowcoach into Yellowstone National Park (which is a park that doesn't have any swings or slides) and he offered it to me. My parents didn't object, so I got to chew it and swallow it with zero guilt. We stayed for the weekend in a huge hotel with long hallways where I went on lots of adventures. I even got lost once, but I told a hotel guy that my name was S-C-H-A-U-B and he brought me back to my room. One day I went cross-country skiing. That's like real skiing, but without the chairlifts and downhill part. I thought it was fun. Ice skating was fun, too. And seeing old Faithful blow water into the air--that was a little bit confusing because the water was hot and we couldn't get too close.