Californication

This is the storm we drove through on the way down. Three hours of rain snow and below freezing temps. And you wonder why we love California . . .

This was not the storm we were in when we got there. 70s and 80s, nice ocean breeze and mostly clear skies.

Catalina Island usually only seen at sunset.

Those two objects by her right leg are rocks. Equation: Addie loves throwing rocks. Capo beach is full of rocks. Addie threw a lot of rocks.

That is a pan for making giant bubbles. She was in heaven the whole week.

Adelaide got to meet her new baby cousin Sophie. Such a sweet baby.

My first trip ever to Medieval Times. We ate with our hands, wore crowns, cheered our heads off . . .

And May got a flower from this guy . . .

Not these guys!

Adelaide's new favorite (it changes according to who is around) great great uncle (its actually one great but he likes the extra great in there to describe his personality) Newel. She showed everyone how she has to take off all of her clothes if she gets them even a little wet or dirty. I told them she got that from her mother. Then suddenly everyone was trying to splash May . . . I didn't get it.

Three hot bums. Three hot bums. See how they run. See how they run . . .
Old people came too. Actually these are two sweet grandmothers who took very good care us.

Addie is going to hate us.

We had three birthdays in California. One cake. Five candles. Mike = 47 Anna = 26 Addie = 3

We were able to eat at the Fisherman's on San Clemente Pier. Mmmmm good.

Swings on the beach? Why would we ever leave?

Oh yeah. We rode our bikes to San Clemente and then we rode back. What a great picture. All my favorite things . . . well, maybe if May was holding a Hawaiian Punch.
Yeah, I'm pretty sure life here would suck . . .

All year long .

To get away from the disgustingly beautiful beaches we went to Disneyland to celebrate Adelaide's third birthday. Officially it was the fourth celebration of her turning three in less than two weeks. Spoiled?

She fell asleep while I was in line getting lunch in Pleasure Island. Its better than turning into a donkey (Pinocchio reference).

Who is happier to be here?
Actually I could never figure the answer out . . .

She loves poo. Pooh?

This was her Eeyore face. Twins!

Toon Town with her friend Ava.

This was Adelaide's happiest part of the day. We walked through Mickey and Minnie's homes in Toon Town. She talked about it all the next day.

Family . . .

Annie and Adelaide in Palm Springs at bedtime. Don't they look like sisters?

Jef and Robyn's three babies and our Addie. We need more cousin time for these kids. Now that they are out here in the West we are excited for more opportunities.


You know its a good trip when you go back to work and as you walk in, you think, "Has this placed always smelled like this?"