lori's got the cayman islands. but we've got mexico.

Lori is somewhere in the Atlantic ocean right now, enjoying some well-deserved down time on a cruise with a bunch of old Europeans. Per the one text message I've received from her in the past 5 days, she seems to be having a good time. But here in sunny Champaign, we're having an even better time...here's proof:

On Saturday morning during the ride to Brennan's soccer game we were listening to radio commentary on the recent legislation in Arizona. Brennan asked a few questions to clarify what was going on, then listened to the rest of the report. Four hours later, he and Zoe were quietly playing in the toy room/bathroom. After about 25 minutes of the quiet play (complete solace...I almost fell asleep), Brennan emerged from the bathroom and announced, "A Mexican woman is moving into our bathroom." Zoe was dressed as the Mexican woman, and the bathroom was decorated eerily similar to some of the Latin living rooms I have been in. Complete with kitschy knick knacks, an electronic keyboard, and a Mexican flag. The only thing missing was a statuette of the Virgin. I am not sure if he was making a political statement, going for laughs, or just being compassionate (he definitely got laughs). While this was going on, Zoe simply stood there, exhausting her entire Spanish vocabulary over and over again: uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinco, seis, siete, nacho, libre, dez.