We’ve been in Mexico for the past 4 days, and tonight is the first night we gave the boys a bath. Elijah is convinced he can speak Spanish now, and greets everyone with an excited hand, “HOLA! Come ‘tas?’
The trip was born out of a need from our friends who needed a place to stay with their family, and their boss has this home for anyone who could let them stay. So we decided last minute and packed up. Andrew and I love Mexico, everything about it, and we hope our kids will too. There is so much freedom here, which can have a variety of results, but there is a depth and warmth unparalleled in the states.
We have been living it up. Yoga in the morning, spotting whales outside, the beaches are vacant meaning lots of wild life for eager little ones to spot. The boys held hermit crabs and sea cows today, their purple, slippery bodies making them squeal, but they still considered them, ‘So cute!’ Elijah named his ‘Nooni’ because he names everything Nooni.
Andrew and I feel spoiled with freedom and time. The families here are so warm and caring towards each other. The kids had a hard time driving down, Finley wanted to pray for all the broken houses, and Elijah wanted to go to the puppy food store to buy puppy food for the puppies eating trash. But as time goes on, and they meet people and experience life here, they see less ‘imperfections’ and more adventures. There is heart in the dust, and imperfection doesn’t mean sadness, we tell them.
We drove 2 hours to La Bufadora, and I promised Finley an Ice Cream if he slept, he pretended at first, but then he was out. Both boys slept for 2 hours. I am not a high maintience mom, except when it comes to sleep. If they get sleep, I feel like we can do anything. When we arrived, the boys were ready to hit the town and see the spray from the ocean.
We got a taco lunch, and the kids got mango juice overlooking the ocean before we saw the sights and paid .50 to use the bathroom….
I am so lame, I refused.
Someone gave Elijah a free sample of some smoothie without asking, and it was the first time I’ve seen Andrew upset this weekend, “Buddy! You DON’T give kids food without asking their parents!”
*Let’s keep walking* I laughed at the kids.
I was so impressed with the flexibility the kids showed while traveling that I would have been willing to treat them so much, and since we were in Mexico, that was possible! Everyone can have their own mango juice! *Applause all around*
We’ve been grilling at night on the patio as Andrew talked to everyone walking down below. Somos felices, somos juntos y libres.