This morning when Rocket fell asleep I laid down with him on top of me, both hands clasped around his little back, and I passed out too. Ellen was outside in the hammock reading, I think. I woke up in a pseudo-state, trying to lift up my hands and move him to the bed, but when I moved them they didn’t move, they just stayed on his back. A few times I thought I had moved him to the bed only to realize I was still holding him on my chest. Finally I woke up fully and was able to move him, and realized how asleep I’d been in all previous attempts. It was weird.
Jill, Dad, Ellen, Rocket and I all went down to town to meet Julie and Denny for breakfast. We went to a crepe place where Rocket crawled around happily exploring. We had bits of crepes and croissants, although Jill’s, which was supposed to have sausage, came with a hot dog. I liked the place. I liked the décor and how it was somewhat raised above the ground around it. We talked about Dad someday holding a baby Olympics when we all have kids. Apparently Julie, Ellen and I each hope to have 4-5 kids, so there may be a lot of grandkids.
We finished breakfast and went back to Denny and Julie’s hotel, Barcelo, to inquire about scuba diving and parasailing and massages and horseback riding.
We went back to Las Brisas and everyone was down in the rooms and for awhile I was up in the lobby totally alone. It was mid-afternoon, the bar was closed, and the whole lobby was totally quiet and peaceful. The TVs were off and covered. The place was very clean, I took off my shoes and put my feet up and read more of the Churchill biography and enjoyed the breeze. Dad and Ellen joined me later and chatted and hung out, and eventually Jill and Rocket joined us and we all went back down to Barcelo so they could do parasailing.
I did get to hang out a bit one-on-one with Julie while I watched Rocket and everyone else went parasailing, and that was nice. Rocket still wouldn’t go to sleep.
When they were done we went to the hamburger place again. I got Chayote, which appears to be some kind of squash with a dollop of sour cream and some parmesan cheese, and it seems like it wouldn’t be that unhealthy, so I enjoyed it. Eventually Jill left for her massage and Ellen and Denny left for their scuba lesson and Dad and Rocket and I went back to Las Brisas. We hung out in the lobby, which was initially pretty empty. Dad read more of his book about the Pacific part of WWII, and I mostly watched Rocket. He was pretty happy to eat little chips of a peppermint and crawl all over the carpet and play with Dad’s wallet. He’s adorable. Eventually he got sleepy and again would not sleep while I was holding him but konked almost as soon as Dad started walking him around. He slept on Dad’s shoulder for a long time, even after Jill and Ellen had returned.
We spent a lot of time in the lobby tonight. Watched Rocket go crazy, talked about first dates and first romantic moments. It was nice. Sitting around and visiting like that really is my favorite part, probably, which is funny because we could also do that at home. Anyway, we stayed in the lobby till long after it was dark. Finally got tired and came up here to sleep and spend one last day in Mexico tomorrow.
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