As I mentioned in my last post, we’ve just returned from a little trek down the freeway to sunny California. Good golly, five persons in a Jeep for two thousand stinkin’ miles is no laughing matter.
Despite the sass, stench, and squabbles on the road, we were grateful for an uproariously good time, connecting with friends and family all along the way.
We stayed with our friend in Big Bear, the same hospitable pal who graciously hosted us in a Los Angeles lemon grove the last time we visited.
We returned to Universal Studios not merely for our book-worming proclivities, but also to attend their Lunar New Year festivities to ring in the Year of the Dog and celebrate Little Man’s birth culture.
… though we still geeked out right proper like over beloved Harry Potter & Co.
Additionally, their immersive Jurassic Park ride was a welcome finale after reading those books this past fall.
We also shamelessly hijacked my brother-in-law’s birthday vacation, joining our rowdy next-door-neighbors (plus nana & their surprise best bud) at Disneyland for a day. The highlight FOR SURE was Indiana Jones-obsessed Little Man rocking his Short-Round hat & shirt and courageously riding the Temple of Doom.
Bonus throwback from the very same Toontown jail… how things can change in a decade!
We detoured on the return journey to sight-see a bit in San Francisco– it was just the loveliest time, the weather near perfection.
Center Sister in her element
the delight of Audrey Hepburn-obsessed Firstborn
some of Little Man’s favorites
A windy drive down Lombard Street thrilled us all
Full House house
Golden Gate Bridge
Jelly Belly factory tour
That’s it… I refrained from snapping photos for the duration of the trip home, to the relief of my travel-worn family. One of our kiddos claimed to have jetlag, though Husband drove every mile of the adventure. I made myself carsick reading aloud and spent much of the journey in the middle back seat to separate the quarreling kids. We entertained ourselves with rounds of 40 questions (more like 100) and Husband invented a game where Little Man counted up to a certain number of vehicles of a certain color, to distract him from his vocational sister-pestering. Road-trips are no joke, I’m fairly certain Husband earned a new jewel in his crown this week enduring this one. We are grateful for how he makes our lives fun and magical, full of wonder and learning.