Calcetín, sock, in hand, Max takes a pre bici tour lay down.
Buenos tardes!! A pretty eventful day here in Huatulco...keep reading. Our dry streak continues but at least today we have a small breeze to help move the hot air from point A to point B.
According to the update, there is no wind...but there is. And they say it is 33,0 feeling like 45,0....strike 2. It must be closer to 100,0 out there!! Ja ja ja
And somewhere in that heat, mi familia is prowling the centro before heading home for a swim, Max's 2nd of the día, and then upstairs for Bubba Burger sábado!!
The rest of the día? We had the quick start to the noche...asleep by 815pm, but an hour later the lil'man was up in his cuna....he had soaked through a playera already. What niño sweats through a t-shirt in a room with the a/c set at 27,0 grados? Max Van does.
Anywho...playera change and then an attempt at getting back to sleep...with no success. Time to call in the big guns...Shmummy Mummy and 15 minutos later the lil'man was back asleep. Phew.
The rest of the noche was great...asleep in the cuna until 540am, into Poppa's arms at 541am, asleep at 542am and we stayed that way, asleep, until 640am. Score!!
Videos, tranquilo time and then desayunos. For the past few days, Max has been complaining about a sore belly, normally during breakfast and sometimes at dinner. We are not sure if it is a legit complaint, but we will take him to see our pediatra on lunes.
But it did mean he ate a smaller breakfast and then was a-ok as we got ready to go on the tour...and he was a-ok the rest of the morning. Wacko Maxo? Ja ja ja
Onto a tour and we were off to the campo. Lots of fun there and Max got off his bici and spent 15 minutos chasing and playing with a balon, soccer ball, that was not being used. He loved it, worked up a huge sweat, and then we headed home for our dip in the CP alberca.
There, we met a group of 4 niños on vacacione and they had a huge inflatable langosta, lobster, that Max fell in love with...of course he did. One of the niñas was enamoured with Max and convinced the niños to let him go for a ride...he was in pool heaven.
She spoke a little ingles and Max called her "amiga" and said adios when he headed upstairs for libros y leche. They are here for a week and I am sure Max will see his 8 year old amiga again. Oh Max!!
The leche y libros came easy...due to the 640am wake up, the siesta not so much. Madre called in The Niño Whisperer and after some convincing, the goggles as we call them, went over his ojos and Max was lights out, and snoring, in 15 minutos!!
A 65 minuto siesta and he bolted straight up and was blabbering in some foreign language, then leaned over, gave me a kiss and told me he loved me...he was awake!!
Off to the gym and then home for putter and clean up time and that was my afternoon. The familia had some play time, sorted through some juguetes, toys, that are going to be donated, and then had their prowl.
Currently 5pm, the fries are in the oven and the familia is at the alberca. Onto the fotos.
After business, the panale was gone gone gone and Max was into his Old Navy ginchies. I wanted a foto and this was his way of avoiding me...kinda.
The foto tree...oh yes, we will get a smile!! Also, note the grey shorts...sin panale!!
At a busy intersection with some wacky lights...and many drivers that just ignore them anyway. I love the expressions on Max's face as he watches the lights change. He knows what we are waiting for.
At the campo and we saw all these peeps in the middle of some game. There were 4 lines and I think the goal was to see how long you could stretch the line, but still holding onto something between the peeps.
These guys took it muy serio...we saw belts, socks, shirts and pants being used. Muy tonto.
And after they were all done, it was time for a tug of war.
And thinking Max would only chase the balon for a minute, we left his casco on.
Note the red shorts.
Finally without casco!!
We arrived at the otro campo and as Max was running around in his grey shorts, he forgot he had no panale on. No crisis...Poppa was prepared...hola hola to the red shorts!!
Later in the day Max was in his palacio and told us he had to go, and ta da...baño success. And when he returned from his prowl con madre...he was packing not one, but two wet pairs of shorts. Doph.
I just heard madre y Max downstairs and Max just told his madre he has done another pee pee. We are working on Max understanding the "before it happens" vs the "after it happens". Stay tuned!!
And from the crappy Sony DSC W730...we actually had a few keepers, courtesy of Bex.
At playa Santa Cruz, one of Max's amigas is trying to lead him somewhere, and he is having none of it!!
Must keep the liquidos flowing in this hot weather.
You have all been warned...beware the tongue!!
A quick call to Oma.
Some niños at playa Santa Cruz. They come there on their own, from Pochutla I think (1 hour away) and sell trinkets on the beach.
All this manhandling...for a cachorro, puppy?
Letting the boards dry after a hard day on the olas.
Peeps eat the green ones, not the black ones. Good tip to know.
An amiga de Bex's...and her lil'one.
Max. don't get your hopes up...you will get a perro before una hermana!!
Mañana...hola hola to race domingo and I still need to figure out what we are eating para la cena...doph.
Have a great Sunday y hasta mañana.
Marco, Bexico y Max
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