Let Hawaii Happen. It’s one of the official hashtags (#LetHawaiiHappen) of Hawaii, The Big Island, and also the perfect description of what travelling with a three-year-old really looks like. You can plan all you like, but as we have learned over the years, if you go with the flow and let the day unfold you’re in for an enjoyable ride. Take time to discover the details along the way (toddlers are the perfect guides for pointing out these overlooked wonders!) and you’ll have an even richer experience.
I don’t think I have ever felt so scattered trying to prepare for a trip. I say “trying” because it feels like a bit of an uphill battle. Babies are sneaky little creatures. No matter which tactics you use to distract them, they somehow manage to undo any progress on the packing front. Items laid out neatly on the bed end up on the floor, under the dresser, in the hallway. I wouldn’t be surprised if Maya managed to make some items disappear altogether by snapping her sticky little fingers.