Playtime in Okinawa

An Easter Egg hunt in Okinawa. Not sure what the gardeners will think when they find the one's the kids missed. 

Conner with his haul. 

Quinn and I pretend we're having tea at an exclusive hotel.

I would love to do this every night of my life.

The waters in Okinawa are incredibly clear.

It's futile trying to keep up with the grandkids. That's Quinn way up ahead. 

We took two glass bottom boat rides, it was that fun.

On the way back, right in front of the dock in about six feet of water, we saw a pod of dangerous yellow and black banded sea snakes.

On March 29th we went to the Nago Pineapple Park. 

The Japanese can take "cute" to a whole new level. If you are familiar with "Hello Kitty" you know what I mean. 

We let Conner drive . . . kind of. 

The have really, really good ice cream in Japan.

Another day, another cool playground. 

These vinyl covered domes are all over the place. There is a central tunnel made out of net rope where the kids can climb up to the top. The vinyl is very strong and bouncy. A great place to burn off the energy levels of your kids.

She has her mother's (the gymnast, the diver, the rock climber) balance.

Christa is an incredible health freak. Really.

Mimi and Quinn making sushi.

Like mother, like daughter.