Ker-thump. I was off the bed, scooping Jack up from the cement floor in less than a heartbeat. Even though he’s a monkey, Jack was in a little bit too much of a hurry to climb the ladder to the top bunk. Evie, who was already on the top bed, later told us, “I saw...
Sitting in the restaurant on the beach at sunset drinking my second beer, we’d been there a grand total of 2 hours, the vibe was settling into my bones nicely. The tide was out so the coral was exposed and the kids (and only our kids – no other kids) were happily playing in tide...
Our final days in Chiang Mai were spent walking the city, finding parks and pools to play in, touring the traditional paper parasol making area and getting over to the night market. Scott doesn’t like a big busy crowd, so we avoided it when it was likely to be a max capacity. These were nice,...
Scott to me, “I don’t know what it is, but my feet hurt. The salt in the pool is stinging for some reason.” Me, “Oh, I know what it is! You’re cutting your feet on the tiles.” Him, “Come again?” I pointed to the signs posted every 3 feet around the pool: TILES ARE SHARP!...
When things are going sideways, I’m usually thinking ahead to how I’m going to explain it to the Grands in a way that it doesn’t sound like we’re totally reckless with their grandkids. “But it sounded like such a good idea before we got up here,” just wasn’t going to cut it. Jack’s bare bottom was...