The Boesens Head South of the Border

Despite International travel warnings, the Boesens (and a whole bunch of Phelpseseses) headed south of the Border for John (Betsy's brother) and Ashley's wedding. The flight was terribly turbulent which caused Griffin to laugh and laugh, but there were no angry drug lords waiting for us on the other end. Both boys had a great time experiencing the ocean for the first time, and were thrilled with the soft-serve machine in one of the snack buffets.


Mommy gets a rare kiss from Griffin. Perhaps it was because I held a very warm towel for this little water baby who was cold.

Griffin wasn't sure what to make of the sand at first. But once Aunt Jenny started burying his toes and playing peek-a-boo, he was hooked.

The Gulf of Mexico? Not a problem for my water baby. He wasn't a bit concerned about the schools of fish swarming around him looking for treats. He called out "Nemo, where are you?" over and over. Silly Nemo never did show up, but his turtle buddy "Crush" did. Mommy even got to touch the creature!

Jack preferred dry land and swimming pool to the ocean, but he did dip in a toe or 10 just to check it out.