A trip to SoCal

Over the weekend, we took a trip to southern California to see Steve's mom and step-dad. We always dread the drive down there because 7.5 hours is a long time to trap three small children in a minivan. But they were seriously AMAZING on both legs of the trip. No tears. No whining. Just happiness! Yay!

While we were there, Steve worked on a little home improvement project for them. So me and the kids got to enjoy some special time with Grandma and Grandpa.


The kids also spent the weekend in adoration of their cat, Groucho. Sweet Groucho was so well tempered and patiently sat there while they talked to him, sang to him, admired him... and even read to him.


We also got to see our friends Kirk and Marianne, who moved to the same city as Grandma and Grandpa. What a lucky coincidence! And Molly just LOVES Kirk.


We also enjoyed a few meals out, but the highlight for the kids was when a trip to Chick-fil-a coincided with an appearance by their cow mascot. They were enthralled by that giant cow, although Paige wasn't thrilled enough to go near it.


Our trip also coincided with a vacation my parents were taking to southern California. So how lucky were we to see Nani and Papa in the same visit? As you can tell... the kids were pretty happy about it too.


It's always nice to come home and sleep in your own bed, but I must say that it's a reminder about how we wish we had family closer to us. We miss everyone already.