Six years ago, my family of 6 moved to Panama City, Panama, for a three-year work assignment. Follow us as we navigate truly living in a third culture environment- never knowing when the call to move will come again.
Day One- Part 2
After a miserable trip to the pediatrician's office (Bits is fine, we just had to wait a very long time), I was more than ready to break open the coconut. I found it quite cathartic.
I've spent the past hour trying to release the meat from the coconut shell. I found the task much more enjoyable with some 80s Classics in the background. Because, really, girls just wanna have fun!