ADIOS, MEXICO!

Russell and his family left a day before the rest of us so it was just us, Gramma & Bippy on the last day. Gramma kept the boys in the morning while we went ziplining with Bippy. It was a blast and nobody killed themselves - always a plus. Bippy tried a couple of times but that darned safety harness kept saving his life! We had a leisurely afternoon at the pool after that doing Cal's nightly tradition - collecting flowers for everyone in the family. While we were ziplining, Griffin managed to take a bad spill and braced his fall on the concrete with a combination of his face, the rocks along the side of the path, and a truck he happened to be carrying. Not a great result. He got over it quickly and his face was healed up within a week. But some of these photos are not for the faint-hearted.

I've included one extra special photo in here to symbolize the progress we made with potty training while on this trip. We were religious about poop after every meal and basically peed on every plant, rock, and animal at the resort. It made a big difference and by the time we left, Cal was pretty much daytime potty-trained (we'll worry about nighttime later). He now will go potty on his own 90% of the time although we still try to remind often. If he gets too busy having fun, it does slip his mind. But we've been wearing big boy pants since we got back with very few accidents. So right on schedule, 3rd birthday, things are looking up. Also of significance, Griffin made his first poop on the potty during this trip! He so wants to do whatever Cal does. Hopefully his training will go a little easier (and faster).

So one more van, two more plane rides, and we were home like it never happened. Only it did happen because Cal asks every night for us to tell him the bedtime story about "when we were on vacation in the jungle." I guess he liked it. Thanks to Gramma & Bippy for making such a memorable trip happen. And for ensuring that the boys had the best vacation of their lives when they were too young to remember it. Oh well. There's always next year....