Polynesian Cultural Center

 So we adventured over to the PCC and Erik had already become besties with Theresa. He was her little shadow for the rest of the time that she was in Hawaii when we were around. And she was so lovely to him and just took him in under her wing, which helped me a LOT. It was really nice having so many extra distractors and fun people around to keep Erik interested and cooperative. And really he is such a great little guy he just trooped through anything and everything we did on that trip.

 We went to Samoa first, and this presenter was absolutely hilarious. He showed us how to crack and do all the fancy things to a coconut. Started a fire from scratch and told many a funny jokes. And in the background you can see a fellow man climbing a tree with just his hands and feet. So cool!

Erik pretended he didn't know I was taking a picture but we were watching my Dad in Tonga and it was a blast.

 Here he was following directions from the Tongan

 And a re-enactment just for humors sake

 Then we all got tattoos. You can see Erik wasn't so sure about it, I think he thought it was going to hurt.

 Marcus decided the best place for his was his face.

 And then Erik decided Marcus was the perfect perch to watch the parade

 One of the next places I let most of the group go ahead and watch the presentation while Erik and I stayed outside to get some wiggles out and play a bit. Here he is a playing a Polynesian game where you roll a piece of wood and try to get it between two sticks. He loved it.

 And of course the Luau....It was so fun. And I just realized that picture doesn't show our entire group. Sorry Marcus and Theresa!

I wish Lindsay had been able to come with us. It was a fun day. After the dinner we went to the show that night which had lots of fire and great story. At one point in the day my dad (who was deemed Grandpa Pooper Scooper by Erik on this trip) went to throw spears. Grandpa pooper was helping Erik to throw the spear and Erik went with the spear a bit. Grandpa felt horrible and I heard the little man crying from a ways away. It was a sad moment but quickly forgotten luckily.