It was about twenty years ago when Alice and I last visited the little island of Cozumel just off the coast of Mexico. Twenty years ago, before kids, and cash… the island is much like we remember it – wet! While Jake and I were making our way across from the mainland, Alice and Maggie were sitting by the pool quietly reading a book (well as quiet as one can be when Maggie is with you) when the ocean wiped up a storm for the boys on the ferry as well as the girls by the pool. The rain passed like our vacation will, quickly, leaving the girls soaked and us a little woozy. We all met for dinner in the main town to plan out our time on the island. That time kicked off with a game of cards in our room before bed with Maggie winning and me loosing. It might be a long week, Aunt Minnie can you sympathize?