It still feels the same. I can’t say that about many things….but I can about our vacation to San Diego, California.
My parents have been taking us on vacation to the same spot since I was a little girl. We don’t go every year, but every five years or so, but yet, it is a place of so many memories. The excitement of getting there, I can smell it now, as I sit by the computer. I can see the pier, and feel the sand between my toes. I can practically hear the waves are crashing and I want to go back!
Many big thanks to my parents for providing us with the opportunity to make many memories together as a family, so without further ado the next few posts will be about our wonderful vacation to California!
GETTING THERE…
Toph had a work conference in San Fransisco during this same time. I decided I still wanted to go,
and my mom graciously offered to drive with me to help with the kids. And after a few last minutes changes, Amy came along too.
We carrivaned down with Ry, Tiff and the kids.
And let me tell you, we had alot of stuff, and our car was packed up good!
We started late in the afternoon, and the day we left, was a BUSY ONE, including getting our car back from the shop, a plumber fixing our kitchen sink, and Elliot’s ear drum rupturing.
Needless to say, with all these bad things happening, we were excited to get on the road. I was worried about Elliot feeling well enough to travel, and you never realize how much the pressure changes (in your ear) from here to Vegas until you have to drive with a sweet baby who cries everytime the altitude changes significantly. He was a trooper though, and was able to sleep alot of the way.
The other kids were awesome too, considering the length of the trip,
but of course they were thrilled when we arrived in Pacific Beach, by early afternoon the next day.
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Oh, poor Elliot- did he enjoy the trip alright? Looks like a fun trip!