how we have one last morning

We don't want to leave Hawaii. It's been a paradise, not just for the setting but for the amazing time the three of us have spent here.

But still, reality awaits 2,000 miles away, and we need to return. But first, a final goodbye.

We woke up early to have one last meal at the Wialana Coffee House to have a final serving of the best pancakes ever.

Then we walked down to say goodbye to the pigeons.

And then, a final goodbye to the parrots.

And then, not only a final goodbye to the koi, but a big hug from Wyatt.



Then we walked down to the pier and said goodbye to the fishies that he swam with.

And, as if on cue, we looked out, and guess what we saw.



Goodbye, Hawaii.

Mahalo.