Smiling like the cat who ate the canary, Anders managed to sleep with Ryan and I in this great big bed at some point on most nights. Quite the happy kid!
Doodah and Anders walking on the Malecon.
Crossing over from Old Town to the Zona Romantica.
Enjoying dinner on the beach!
Safe in his life jacket, Anders loved the boat ride we took to Yalapa. (It's also really cute when he says "Yalapa".)
We were all pretty happy on that boat.
He loved his sand tools and digging on the beach.
Despite the loud music and all the noise, Anders passed out on the boat ride home.
Nana/Cheryl getting some sun.
Anders REALLY wanted to play tennis (our balcony overlooked the clay courts), so we took him down and played "hand tennis" since we didn't have rackets.
Passed out and Kristin exhausted as we headed home. Despite us thinking he was a handful, the woman behind us was so impressed with how good he was that she offered us a bag of M and M's for him. We declined knowing that the addition of candy wouldn't help our cause.
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