Two Years Later, These Photos Still Smell Like Sunscreen
Lately, Nolan’s been asking for “Cancun dogs”—his oddly perfect name for the grill-charred hot dogs served up poolside at my in-laws’ timeshare resort in Mexico. It’s one of those kid phrases that sticks, even long after the vacation glow fades. So when I stumbled across this forgotten folder of photos from that exact trip, the timing felt — serendipitous.
Back in March of 2023, Jess, the boys, and I—along with my mother-in-law Marcia, escaped New England’s moody thaw for a week in Cancun. It was one of those trips where the days blur into each other in the best way: sunscreen-slicked kids running wild, naps in the shade, and barefoot walks to nowhere in particular.
I never got around to editing these until now…the light still feels warm.
