Holy cow, we went to Mexico.

Here I am, telling everybody that we never do anything. Then, a few weeks later, we run off to Mexico. I guess I am a liar. We do do stuff. And it was wicked fun. Jack had a blast - up until the ride home, which wasn't so fun - and we even have tans for the first time in about 3 years!

Warning: this is the most amount of pictures I've ever taken and definitely the most amount of pictures I've ever posted. Good luck.

Here's Jack LOVING the wind and constant sand-rubbage on his bod:
Here's the awesome view we woke up to every morning:
Jack's wings were super curly in all the humidity:

My boys:
Enjoying the Mexican sunset:
Tim's transformation into a chubsky midget mermaid with some serious love handles and a too-small seashell bra. Rachel was the mastermind behind the muffin top: Cara, Jayson, and Zach took turns trying to see who could get Jack higher. I don't know who won: Soaking up some rays:

Nice profile of Jack's dunlop in his rash guard:
Jack's wind-blown hair was too good not to post this one:
My main squeeze:
Jayson and Jack keeping an eye on Camille and Tim being eaten alive by some ferocious waves:
The end. Whew.