The Costa Rican people love babies. Everywhere I went, whether hotels, trips, restaurants, everyone wanted to hold and play with me. It was great. This is a picture of one of my Costa Rican Babysitters. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Unfortunately for me, I inherited my mommy's skin. So I burn at even the sight of the sun. One day I had to borrow my uncle Derek's hat. This is now my favorite hat because I love the color red. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
I went hiking with my daddy to beautiful waterfalls. I even saw monkeys up close when they tried to steal some of our food at the beach. But I must admit I was far more interested in my own hands than the monkeys.September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 March 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 July 2010 October 2010 November 2010 December 2010 January 2011 February 2011 March 2011 April 2011 May 2011 June 2011 July 2011 August 2011 September 2011 October 2011 November 2011 December 2011 January 2012 February 2012 March 2012 April 2012 May 2012 June 2012 July 2012 November 2012 March 2013