When 9:30 am rolled around and Lucy still wasn't up, we knew something was wrong. The poor girl was throwing up within her first waking moments. 3 towels, 2 doses of meds, and 5 outfits later, it was lunchtime. Lu finally settled down for a little Elmo entertainment, toast, and a long nap. Unbeknownst to the sleeping sickling, Ellie, Lindsey, and I headed off to a 1-year-old friend's birthday party at the beach (not bad considering she won't even remember it tomorrow!) A small group of family and friends gathered for swimming and carrot cake at a lovely resort next door to the one I'd visited last week with the team.

Even traffic here is fun, as Lindsey describes our drive as just a game of Mario Kart. We pulled back in to the McCann residence and were greeted by a sweet familiar voice that sounded as shrill and chipper as ever, "YOU'RE BACK!!!" We were back, and Lucy was back too :) Soon enough we were hanging out with Patito ("little duck") again at Kiki and Coocoo's house (new imaginary friends I had the honor of meeting today).

Tonight, Sean and Lindsey are out to dinner celebrating their fifth anniversary. Choosing a place in La Ceiba is easy when you eliminate fast food and rice-and-bean joints from the mix: very few options for fine dining remain. (Dad, this is not the city for you)!

This ends another wonderful day in the life of getting eaten alive by mosquitos, changing diapers, avoiding teacher strikes, being bossed around by a 2-year-old, and lugging a little fat human oven on my torso for hours on end. And I couldn't be happier.