After returning home from the park, we walked down the street to the beach. That's when I started feeling a little sad to be leaving. The beach at sunset is quite a pretty sight.
Don't you just love Eve's kitchen? She doesn't have a microwave. "What do I need a microwave for?" Ha. That's Eve's friend sitting next to Dan. His name is Dale.
Sunday morning brought church (way too bright and early for my taste on a vacation) and then an attempt to rest when we got home. I leave my kids alone when they are napping. Why they can't return the favor is beyond me. Sheesh.
Then one last attempt at building a sandcastle and off to dinner with Eve and Dale.
Monday morning we packed up and got ready for the long and hideous drive back to Utah.
We drove over to Eve's house to say goodbye.
Eve let us raid her back yard lemon tree. I picked all the ones I could reach without a ladder.
We drove for a bit and then stopped to visit the Jelly Belly factory in Fairfield.
Danny and I decided to be adventurous and get the gross ones.
Barf, centipede, booger, canned dog food, pencil shavings and skunk spray. Centipede isn't pictured because Danny tasted that one and then spit it into the trash before I could take a picture. He said it tasted like ants. How he knows what ants taste like I'll never know.
The most disgusting was the barf. It really tasted like barf. So gross. The canned dog food wasn't too bad. Pencil shavings and skunk spray were tolerable. I'm not sure that booger tasted like boogers. How would I know? Barf was definitely disgusting though. I could taste the stomach acid. Ug.
And then we drove the rest of the way home. Cate didn't fall asleep until around 6:00 that evening when we were almost home. It was the longest day of my life. I scooped her up and put her in her bed when we got home. She stayed asleep until 10:00. And then she was up until 1:00 again. It's a good thing I love her.
It was a fun vacation and it sure took me a few days (maybe a week) to get back to normal living and not feel sad that we were home.
But here's the truth about me and vacations: I don't love them. I get extremely stressed and worried about the packing and the traveling with little kids and the being away from home. I just do. I try really hard to enjoy myself while we're gone and not to ruin it for everyone else. Sometimes the days are just long and trying to entertain little people all day is exhausting. But these poor little kids need to have some fun and make a few pleasant childhood memories so vacationing we will go.
Here's the best part about this vacation though: no diapers (not even for night), no bottles, no formula, no strollers, no diaper bags, no sitting off rides because someone wasn't tall enough, no nap schedules to keep to avoid cranky babies in the evening (although I would have loved it if someone had taken a nap once in a while). Ahhhh. It made the torturous driving conditions almost worth it.
According to Danny, we're now saving our money for a trip to Lego Land. I told Dan we're taking an airplane this time. And I mean it.