One "Happy" Family

We prayed a lot while we were on vacation. We were headed to a foreign country with recent unrest and completely new surroundings. We especially prayed when we headed to town which was twice. We never left the resort without a caravan, especially since we had no clue where we were headed. The first trip was by far our most eventful.

We headed in with most of the group to eat at "The Crazy Chicken" (sorry I don't have the spanish version on hand). Everything was going great when we stopped at a stoplight. Immediately we were surrounded by people trying to wash our windows with dirty water, so we didn't notice when the last car was suddenly not behind us as we took off. We went a little further to the restaurant and realized they weren't with us. They being a family of seven with 5 small girls. We immediately sent our "leader" to go and see if he could find them.

It so happened that while were stopped one of the window washers noticed that our friends tire was flat. It also just so happened to be right in front of tire repair shop. Seeing this, Brett got out of his car to try and tell the next family in line what he was doing, but they just thought it was another window washer and didn't pay attention. They got their tire fixed pronto and we were soon eating yummy chicken and relaxing.

After dinner we headed over to what was dubbed "the Mexican Wal-Mart" to check it out and pick up a few things. We had fun browsing, bought some vanilla and pastries and went back to our cars. Here's were things got really fun. When Steve went to start his car it wouldn't start. They thought maybe somebody had siphoned his gas while we were in the store, so they started to try and figure how to get gas. There was a really sweet man that saw our troubles and came over to offer his help. He took them to the gas station and helped the get gas. When it was filled and it didn't start again, he hung around to see what he could do. Best miracle of the trip...He happened to be a mechanic from Mexico city on his way to Tijuana to by a car that he would give a quick fix and take it back home to fix and sell. He and his wife and son were just stopped to buy a few things on their journey.

The other miracle was that we actually went to town that day. Cameron was the only one in the group who could speak Spanish and we weren't going to go until the last minute. Our plan was to just chill out for the night and I suddenly decided to go. If he hadn't been there, even with his poor mechanic Spanish, the car would never have been fixed. We had fuses to fix part of the problem, but the mechanic had a computer to test what was wrong and the starter had gone out. All the shops were closed for the night, but it just so happened that this man had the exact thing we needed in his car to fix that certain model of car. After some serious talking, the man sold it to them and even installed it. They were such a blessing at a time when we needed it most.

We all made it back safely, and the car never had a problem the rest of the trip. We were truly blessed the entire vacation. I'm so glad that we went.

Things have been fun around here. Meaning we are so busy living that the Mom has to let something go, and my poor blog isn't the only thing. But that's okay. You see, we got a new/old computer for a friend, and so I didn't have access to my old pictures, so I never finished blogging about my life and I didn't want to miss that part and just move, so, here we are. That computer crashed and 6 months of my life in pictures is also gone, so I might as well begin again.

Right now I have two kiddo's in school full time and get to spend most of the day with my two little princesses. That means I almost get my laundry done every week and I get to visit my friends a lot more than I used to.  I teach clogging for two hours every Tuesday and have moved into the "let your kids be responsible and walk/ride their bikes around town without me" stage. It's kind of nice and scary at the same time. It's also sad that they are growing up so fast. On that note, my awesome six year can mow my lawn all by himself. I love it when they turn out the be like their Dad. Life is just sweet.

Did I mention we have grass?! Oh, it's a beautiful thing. It's only in the back, but that's okay with me. I'm a little sick of dirt and mud and general messiness. We are currently working on side walk in the front so maybe we can get to grass by next year. (me crossing my fingers, but not letting myself get too hopeful, we have a lot more to do first.)

Well, I'll shove off for now. This week looks like a doozer, so I should probably get some shut eye so I can focus.

It was fairly uneventful out the Resort. There really wasn't much there, just a lot of desert. We were glad we were driving with friends in case there was any problems.

Check-in was a process, but we finally got to our room. It's amazing what the bell-boys can pack on those carts. It was incredible. We lucked out getting the first room on the first floor because we had the youngest child there (Thanks Monte!) and had a perfect view of the sea and an awesome deck. It took us a while to get everything situated and put away and we didn't make it to go swimming until it was already dark, but the kids didn't even notice.




Poor Alice still wasn't feeling great and fell asleep everywhere. Beach, pool, shoulders, floatation devices...it was great. She crashed while we were out on our walk/soak. That night we had some friends over to play games and had a blast.