The Stickley family adventures started in Hawaii in 2005 when Cris and Emilie were married. The real excitement began in May 2008, when Nova was born. 2 short months later, our little June-Bug joined the family from all the way in Vietnam. The next few crazy years included Emilie being deployed to Afghanistan, while Cris and the girls moved back to Hawaii, then a long year of living apart (and a lot of trips across the Pacific Ocean), while Emilie remained in Colorado to complete her Army committment, and Cris had to stay in Hawaii for his job at the University.

In the summer of 2012, little Jude joined our family, and the whole gang reunited for good in Hawaii!

Follow our adventures, as we try to keep track of life with our 3 crazy kids, while keeping our friends and family updated on the happenings here in Hawaii!

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Day 182 / 15 To Go: Daddy time at the pool

Posted by: Cris

Today's cooking lesson: Grandma's famous pepperoni rolls. Today's plan was awesome. Grandma and the girls headed to the beach at the Hale Koa and played there until I got out of the anatomy lab.





When I got out of the lab I put on my slippers and my swim trunks and headed to the beach. The plan was to finally get Nova and Juneau to the pool - they've only been asking to 3 months. The pool at the Hale Koa requires military ID so once I was there, daddy and the girls went to the pool to play.

While, Grandma ran off for more exploring in Chinatown...

...the girls and I had an absolute GREAT time at the pool.

All the kids loved Juneau and Nova because they had brought a big pile of beach toys to the pool and shared with everyone.

Juneau jumped around the pool for at least a half an hour straight.



Nova was most into swimming around on this kickboard a little boy loaned her.











Nova must have swum around on the kickboard for an hour.

The rest of the parents at the kiddie pool got such a good chuckle out of this:

When Juneau took her turn at trying the kickboard, Nova stood at the side of the pool yelling "Yay Juneau, Yay Juneau, Yay Juneau..." at the top of her lungs.








It is hard to see it behind those sunglasses but those eyes are tired. The girls fell asleep HARD on the way home.


Today was the best day I've had with my girls in quite awhile. I hugged them extra hard today. I didn't know it when I went to the anatomy lab today but for the first time I worked on a cadaver of someone younger than me...a 35 year old guy who was diagnosed at age 10 with what amounted to juvenile alzheimer's. I couldn't help but think about the possibility that early on in life this little kid could have been a seemingly normal child that as his brain started to degenerate, his parents may have had to watch their seemingly normal 2 year old end up becoming a 14 year that reportedly had the mental function of a 5 year old. Add to that that I found myself standing over the body of someone younger than me and a part of my brain spent alot of time reflecting while I was dissecting this morning. So by the time I got to the beach and Juneau came running a full 40 yards across the beach to jump into my arms, I was fully ready to squeeze her extra hard.


I know these diatribes into the wonders of human anatomy don't connect with plenty of people who will read this, but the experience continually changes who I am.

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

I get it. I did a year in exercise science and while we didn't have full cadavers (we got the limbs and heads left over from the anatomy school at another university), it was the hands and feet that always got me. I would look at them and imagine who and what the hands had held and touched, and where the feet had carried them.