So remember the humuhumunukunukuapua‘a I knit for Hawaiian Beanz Coffee Shop? All this time I’ve been waiting for Mike to do what we’d decided on so that nobody could steal the fishie, and two weeks ago, he finally got it done (not that I hounded him about it or anything… let’s just say I strongly reminded him!)
The humu is safe now! Try look!
Let’s get a little closer.
He’s drinking a Moki Moka, of course!
Suspending him from the ceiling was my idea, but it was Mike’s
ADHD brilliance that thought of the coffee cup and straw!