My dad NEVER leaves Kauai. But in the past 7 weeks, since waiola was born, he's come to honolulu. . . TWICE! Yep...my dad adores his grandson. He can't wait till he can stand, simply because that's the day he can take him surfing. When I found out I was having a boy, Aho said, "Great...he can be a police officer." My dad, on the other hand, said, "Nope...he's gonna be a professional surfer." Either way...he is Papa's boy.
Waiola and his Papa...hanging out
The two with old man hair.
Papa's boy
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