12.1.11. our life. daily. puerto vallarta, mexico.

Lowe is outgrowing his clothes at an alarming rate. It’s pretty clear we’re going to have big kids. We’ve cut the feet out of a couple of his six month-old pajamas to try and extend their life a bit, but mainly we’re moving on to the nine month stuff. Ali is already having trouble carrying him for very long. Fortunately for both of us Ouest finally seems to be outgrowing the “carry me everywhere” stage and much prefers to run amok these days. Also, after a few days off Lowe went back into full rolling over mode again today.

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12.5.11. our life. daily. puerto vallarta, mexico.

Be excited, be very excited. The dinghy is up and out of the water. Doesn’t sound like a big deal right? But let’s just say that was the last project that really needed doing at the moment. Now, just some washing up, filling of the water tanks, grocery shopping, and praying, and we can get out of here.

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12.7.11. our life. daily. puerta vallerta, mexico.

Ouest went to bed last night just fine. Two hours later she had a runny nose and woke up roughly every thirty minutes to moan for five minutes before drifting off again. Needless to say we did not get enough sleep. So today it was no big surprise to look down at her ten minutes after giving her her lunch and find her slumped over in her chair snoring. Poor little thing.

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La Paz, Mexico

The kids’ Grandma has been in town the past few days so we’ve been tied to the dock and not accomplishing anything on the boat list, which whenever we are in port seems to grow rather than shrink. Well with Grammy gone we’re back to pushing to get out of here and head up into the Sea of Cortez a bit further.

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