“For you shall go out in joy, and be led back in peace; the mountains and hills before you shall burst into song, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.”  – Isaiah 55:12

When I was little one of my favorite things to do was play outside.  I spent countless hours playing in my sandbox, and I particularly loved playing with water.  I would fill all sorts of containers with water, leaves, grass, berries, flower petals, and just about anything else I could find outside.  I loved pretending that I was a pioneer preparing for the long, dangerous winter ahead.  I was content for hour after hour playing this way.

Jack and William also love playing outside, but their play is decidedly more stereotypically boyish.  They especially like to bash, bang, and bust stuff open.  They are happiest if they are doing something at least slightly dangerous with rocks and sharp objects.  They have a talent for finding things to do that make their mom just a little bit nervous – and I have been working hard on developing a tolerance for this sort of thing over the last 14 years. 

On Wednesday after our zoo tour Jack and William found an inviting wooded area to explore filled with coconut palms.  Soon Jack had, with great determination and impressive hand-eye coordination, managed to knock a couple of coconuts out of the coconut trees.  Next up came the bashing, banging, and busting as they set about trying to open their coconuts with nothing more than their hands, some rocks, and shear force of will.

As you can see – they succeeded!  Victory was theirs.    

And then on Thursday morning Jack and William made friends with the gardener at Casa Hamaca who taught them how to open coconuts with an actual machete. 

Apparently coconut bashing is a universal language spoken by all boys, because when he saw Jack and William searching the gardens for coconuts he knew exactly what they were up to and set about helping them right away.  He speaks no English and Jason (our Spanish speaker) was off at the market with our host Dennis and yet we had no problem communicating in the language of “coconut bashing.”

Soon we had a new friend and a yummy very fresh snack!

If you ever get the opportunity to bash a coconut – William and Jack highly recommend it.  We already have plans to do it again tomorrow with Jack’s newly purchased machete!

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