• Jul. 20, 2006
San Diego - Why did we move??
We returned a few weeks ago from a wonderful week in San Diego. Usually after we arrive, I wait at least 12 hours before asking Jim the "why did we move from here?" question. He always reminds me and I seem to listen, but somehow the information just won't sink in and I end up asking him again, and again, and again.
Since Jim's parents have a lovely beach house, to say we are spoiled is a major understatement. Food, the beach, swimming and childcare are all right at our fingertips. The kids so enjoy actually being able to play outside without roasting.
The fourth was spent on the beach. When we got there we obnoxiously unloaded ALL of our beach gear close to a couple with no children. I always feel it is fun to put a little reality into other's lives. The kids and I played in the waves and Jim, who wasn't feeling great, finally felt good enough to boogie board with Kyla and Kevin. It was the first time that morning that he had taken off his hat and glasses. When he came out of the water the guy sitting next to us got up and starting calling Jim. It turns out that he was one of Jim's college roommates at SDSU. They had a fun time catching up. The biggest thing I remember about Marco is that he used to wash his hair with mayonnaise. Since he is married now, I am thinking he probably doesn't do that anymore.
On Wednesday, the kids went back to the beach and swimming while Presley and I went to get the van's oil changed and a wash. Presley is not a fan of sand, so she was happy not to ever go back to the beach - ever again. It was fun being out with just her. The looks I get from people when I have just one or two of the kids are much different than the looks I get when I have all of them! That night I surprised Jim and took him down to San Diego for a harbor dinner cruise. It was great to get away and talk. We had a lot of laughs too courtesy of the DJ who wasn't intending to be funny.
Thursday was tons of fun as we went up to Orange County to visit Jim's grandma. Thursday is lunch at grandma's, so whoever can make it comes. On that particular Thursday, both of Jim's uncles, his aunt, and two cousins stopped by. It is always fun to be around his family.
Our trip to San Diego coincided with a church conference. Jim's mom kept offering to keep the two littlest girls and we finally took her up on her kindness. We knew they would have a much better time with Grandma than being with us going from one event to another on very little sleep.
Here are a few pictures of our time:
This is one of Kyla's fireworks pictures for her digital photography class.
