Scenes from Turks & Caicos

Or as Sylvie might call it, "Tookie Cuckoos," or "Tucky Cackles," or whatever weird permutation might enter her head... Oddly, it wasn't until we'd left that she managed to recall with any regularity what the place was called.

That might be because we didn't tell her where we were going until we were landing and she looked out the window and exclaimed, "We're going to PARADISE!!!!" That was pretty cool.

We stayed at Beaches, which among other things has the virtue of being extremely adult- and child-friendly at the same time. No easy feat. The place was really, really incredible.

Our room had an awesome ocean view, and was literally steps from both the beach and a huge pool.

We completely lucked out. Apparently "low season" in the Caribbean is low season for a reason. One day earlier and our flight would certainly have been canceled due to Hurricane Matthew (which just barely missed these islands. Tip: the best way to get an 8 year old to have to go to the bathroom on a plane is to fly past a hurricane. Turbulence = bathroom emergency, guaranteed.