Wild donkeys roam the island

Matt finally feels like he can be upright for more than 5 minutes at a time so we spend some quality time with his sister Linds and her husband. Things happen so slowly in the islands because it’s just too hot to move fast. I walk into their air-conditioned hotel room and immediately feel my energy level rise by 60%. They also have ice which feels like a gift from the gods.

The extended family on the boat (and Matt’s minimalist haircut)

We’re all in heaven to have a drink of ice water – these little things feel so luxurious. We hang out with them at their resort which has been decorated for Christmas. Being from the northeast, Christmas = snow so seeing decorations on palm trees feels like a joke. Linds has brought us a 12-inch tree and several Christmas decorations. It will be our first tropical Christmas and the boys are

One of the staff at the resort

missing snow. I sing I’m Dreaming of a White (Sand) Christmas to shake them out of it.

Our high-maintenance baby at sunset