Sam's Trip to Mexico

What Sam most enjoyed about Mexico was the pool at the hotel. Having just learned to say "agua" (water), Sam relished screaming out agua! each time we were near the pool.

Hey, chica

Sam did not enjoy the heat. (Pat's note—the heat topped up at 42°C during our stay.) We dressed him up in a cool Guayabera (a cotton pleated and embroidered dress shirt that is popular in the area) but that did not seem to help much at all.

Sam seemed to have also been quite unhappy with his parents' interest in nice restaurant meals and leisurely capuccinos. He has developed a rather annoying (but effective) strategy of using his full lung potential express his dissatisfaction.

In Mexico, despite himself, Sam made a friend. The young daughter of a friend became our companion for some pool, beach, and out-of-city outings. Sam was very jealous at first that anyone other than himself should get any attention, but after a couple of days he squealed with upset anytime she left.

One of Sam's biggest highlights of the trip was his realization that he was riding on a plane. Currently focused on any means of transportation that rolls, Sam was very excited to figure out that he was actually on a plane—and would stretch out his arms to make the baby sign for "plane" until he became red (for some reason, making the plane sign also means that he doesn't breathe).