Lastly, we corrupt our children in Mexico

We found an outstanding little restaurant/hole-in-the-wall called Lucy's....best shrimp tacos ever....ended up eating lunch there several times during the week (Lolo was partial to the fruit smoothies and homemade ice cream...Norah just ate her weight in shrimp). The ladies there would just grin when they'd see us. Other than Lucy's, we mostly at a places where we could sit outside with the sand between our toes. On St Patrick's Day, we took the girls to a restaurant that had swings at the bar. I would be surprised if Norah wasn't the youngest patron who sat in a bar swing by herself (we brought her high chair and strapped it in tight). Anyway, the girls had a blast. They both thought it was a really big treat to be sitting on a swing and eating dinner.