I blame it all on my mother-in-law. She had been so worried about the potential of cold weather on our trip, that is all she talked about. That is all she thought about. “Pack warm clothes!” she warned. “Oh, heavens, what will we do if it is cold?” she perseverated. “I just don’t know about this trip…” she stewed. I think her massive mental energy sent signals to the weather gods. Anyone studied in the Law of Attraction can attest to this.

So, while she walked around in a full length trench coat with gloves and a scarf, we all tried to keep warm in sweatshirts.

The wind was the real killer, as you can see by the palm trees in this photo…

And then there were the clouds.

But kids have no aversion to swimming in 40 degree weather, so we were off to the water park.  Each of these massive structures have multiple slides in them.

In the Mayan Temple they had two slides that actually went through the shark tank at the end.  The Leap of Faith, here, was a particular favorite.  The G-forces rocketed my bathing suit so far up my butt I think they should rename it “the enema.”

Here is the end of the slide as you go through the shark tank.  This is Max and his cousin.

I’m really surprised that you can’t see our goosebumps in this photo.  Good thing my top was padded.

The slides in the Power Tower all ended in the Lazy River.  Dalai T and his cousin don’t seem cold, but T’s lips were blue for most of the trip.

It wouldn’t be a trip to the Bahamas without some beach time.

We went and visited the dolphins.  Annabelle thought kissing Kelly the dolphin was hilarious.

While the others took tentative kisses, Dalai Daniel preferred to french kiss Kelly. I’ve always told him he was the best kisser in the family and he takes this distinction very seriously.

Despite Dalai-mother-in-law’s weather prediction, how can you not have fun at a place like this? Especially since 60 degrees and windy is better than 30 degrees and icy. I’ll take the Bahamas any day over winter in Kansas City.