We’re back from Mexico. Unfortunately, Ton Ton didn’t think my idea to stay in paradise and work for tips as street performers (he already knows how to play guitar and Luki and I could have totally come up with a dance routine) was feasible.

I don’t know, something about having a mortgage in the US and “how am I going to afford insulin — you know, the insulin I need to survive — if I’m living off of tips?” These are the kind of minor, insignificant details that he likes to blow out of proportion.

So yea, we’re back. And I know that before I left I was all, “don’t worry, the house has WiFi, I won’t abandon the blog,” but then I got there and was completely swamped the whole time. You know, with the eating, and the sunbathing, and the swimming, and the eating, and the napping, and the boating, and the eating, and the sand castle-ing, and the pool splashing, and the sunset watching, and the eating.

Seriously, you guys, it was exhausting.

Anyway, the trip was fantastic. Luki got to experience the ocean for the first time, which was, like, a huge deal for Ton Ton and I. We both grew up surrounded by water and it just seemed unnatural for our baby to be 10 months old and not have dipped his toes in the beach yet.

At first he had a minor freak out, probably because we were so excited that we just walked into the ocean and dropped him in it, without warning. But he quickly calmed down and very much enjoyed sitting at the shore, getting his feet wet, and trying to eat sand.

I’m not going to lie. I was worried about this vacation. I mean, yea, I was looking forward to the beautiful sceneries, and the naps, and the food; but given that my baby practically got us kicked out of a graduation ceremony the previous weekend, I was a little bit concerned about his behavior.

Fortunately, Luki knows the difference between a boring ass graduation and THE BEACH!!

From the moment he stepped into our rental house, he was overjoyed — jumping, and shrieking, and clapping his hands together. He was a delight, and everyone we encountered was amazed at how happy and wonderful he was.

He loved sitting outside in the evenings and feeling the ocean breeze tickle his face.

He ate entire fillets of fish, whole, adult portioned quesadillas, and his weight in guacamole.

He even made a new, amphibian friend.

And in the end, I came home feeling the same way I do about the voyage that is motherhood in general… It was sooo much better than anything I could’ve possibly imagined.