Guest Blogger, Laurie Meehan: Paradise Found

The first annual Meehan-Burich mother-daughter trip toAntigua to visit Chez Motes began a bit shakily. Megan christened the lovely deck and infinity pool by pooping in it/on it. My lovely daughter further endeared us to our hosts by puking up curdled milk and a Puerto Rican hot dog all over the guest bed linens. But Amanda, Preston and especially Madeline were forgiving towards the travel weary toddler and her even wearier mom. They treated us to fruit suprises, Wadadlis (local beer), and other libations, and a relaxing and peaceful daily schedule of beach, pool, crash a fancy resort to go to their bar/beach/pool. Rinse. Repeat. For four glorious days.

One caution to fellow hangers-on, oops, I mean, guests, leave the valuable jewelry at home. Evenings with Preston, Amanda and a deck of cards or a boggle board may seem like an innocent way to pass time, but I now have to turn over my first born (sorry, Christopher) to the Motes family as an indentured servant. . . Perhaps we'll get to keep Christopher if I drop the restraining order against the Mayor of Antigua (Madeline) for stalking Megan's every move . . . We can't wait to come back. Oooohkay. . .