A Trip Through Time

Either this story starts in 1946, when I was 1-1/2 years old, or it starts last Christmas when Rina was 1-1/2 years old.

In 1946, some friend of my parents brought me a little hula outfit. I don't remember it, but there's a page in the old scrapbook my father made showing me over some period of time on a single day in this hula outfit. I seemed to be having a good time -- until I wasn't.

I used to look at this scrapbook a lot when I was a kid, so of course I remembered this picture. Last Christmas when we were in Hawaii, we were wandering around the International Market Place-- a tourist mecca in the middle of Waikiki where you can find everything from gold jewelry to fake flower leis AND hula outfits. Obviously a lot of grandparent types go to Hawaii, so I'm sure they do a big business in these grass skirt outfits.

So we bought one and brought it home for Rina, thinking she could put it on sometime during the summer.


Summer came and went and we all forgot all about it. A couple of weeks ago, we went over to babysit, and while we were all waiting for her bedtime, we started talking about the hula outfit, and soon it was out of the box and on her. The difference between the two sets of pictures is mainly that she was having more fun with her grass skirt. She liked the way it swished, and she was pretending to eat the grass, like a cow.

Cameras are a lot better now, too.