Yes, we have a name for ourselves. I know, it’s so cheesy. But if it makes it any better, it didn’t happen intentionally… Someone else gave us the name and it stuck.
You see, we’ve gone to San Carlos, Mexico three times, and the first time we were there, a guy told us we were the Morenas (brunettes) because at the time we were. Now Lindi is a blondie. But morena y rubio just doesn’t have the same ring to it :)
What’s also great is that we all have jobs that allow us to have a spring break, so we get to pretend like we’re in college again and go to Mexico for spring break. Hold your horses though… it’s not your typical Mexico spring break. My parents have a place in a fun little retirement community, so instead of being around a bunch of fit, tan, hot little college bodies, we got to be around a bunch of fun-loving, “mature” folks. Haha. It was great fun, and we wouldn’t have it any other way!
Here we are the first night at a party in the neighborhood
Coop was living it up – hanging with dude, meeting LOTS of grandmas, and playing the drums.
And we danced the night away.
Ahhh the pool. We were out by the pool before 9 a.m. almost every day. So wonderful.
My parents. They’re pretty great.
The morenas + Coop on the beach
Maybe one of my favorite pictures of Coop ever. He turned into such a little boy all the sudden.
Golf carts are the mode of transportation in San Carlos… Coop was a big fan of golf cart rides with Dude and Mimi
One night, we saran wrapped my dad’s friend’s golf cart… Haha.
And here we are at the airport, about to head home…. Until next time!