Aquarium Delirium

Tiger sharks, sea nettles, and tentacled-octopus ordinarily possess sufficient allure for wide-eyed preschoolers. However, as we escorted our dwarf-size dependents into the cavernous Waikiki Aquarium, it became apparent that their marine life interest was (pitifully) eclipsed by their enthrallment with the telephonic device which offered an audio tour of the exhibits. For it was within the Box Jellyfish gallery that Kincaid began to confuse the audio device for- yep, you guessed it- a ball. 

So, in an effort to preserve the safety of other aquaculture enthusiasts, we apprehended the talking projectile, knowingly arousing Kincaid's infamous wrath. Since hell hath no fury like Caid's desire scorned, we determined to memorialize his angry efforts to avenge the injustice done him. (see the pictures)  Our family excursion was summarily spoiled, save for the attractive opportunity for volunteerism that beckoned Jason. Had it not been for this Columbus holiday adventure, the chance to join the Seal Monk Rescue Response Squad might have entirely passed him by. Thank you Christopher C. for giving us this memorable day (and America).