The boys, Gramma and I went snorkeling today. The big hit wasn't the unicorn fish that we tailed while getting a bit tossed onto sharp rocks - it was the little gobie who stayed put in his puka so we could really check him out. He smiled at us as he poked his head out. He's the size of your thumb.

I get so excited and jittery when it’s snorkel-time. I love it! I wonder who we’ll see when underwater, and I’m so blessed to have a snorkel buddy in Sam. We holler through our snorkels at each other while tailing fish – “-am! -am! O-er -ere! U-ico-n -ish!” I cut my finger pretty good steering Sam in a 180 against the current trying to tail this 3′ guy – used a diaper for 45 min to staunch the bleeding (I didn’t know it was so bad until I got out of the water and it was dripping all over my leg!). No wonder we saw so many big fish! ha ha! Mom really enjoyed her time out there as well and got some good pictures despite water leaking into her waterproof camera. Then shrimp truck for lunch and home for a good nap for Ben and Lego-building for Sam (he finished a 3-piece Star Wars set he’s been working on for four days) before moving on to lizard-catching. I think he has Jack and Nowa in there now – his names and spelling. Enjoy the pictures, and a movie of snorkeling! (Scroll down to bottom for snorkeling, after all the other May pictures I just posted.) Meanwhile…I just told Dave he’s safe in NH, for now. The closest space-a flight is to New Orleans. ;0