San Diego isn’t known for its changing seasons but we were still surprised to wake up to 85 degree weather on Thanksgiving Day. A quick poll of our guests and we unanimously decided to eat our feast outside. Luckily our thanksgiving table decor translated well to our backyard picnic table.
Chris and I started this yearly (and yes, cheesy) tradition of taking a photo with the number of years we’ve been married. Last month we celebrated 6 years married. According to google:
6th Anniversary: Candy – which obviously represents sweetness – and iron – indicative of strength — are the traditional materials of the sixth anniversary.
We take our wedding anniversary pretty seriously. And by seriously I mean that we make it a priority to get away (just the two of us) for some fun. With kids and busy lives, sometimes it’s easier to brush off special occasions and keep it super simple. It’s not that we NEED more, its just that it feels really good to make together-time a priority and an anniversary is a perfect excuse for that.
You know how it is when you keep hearing about a certain place over and over and finally decide you can’t ignore it anymore, right? Well that was Valle de Guadalupe for me. For the past two years, I have been hearing about this GORGEOUS wine country just south of the border and it was time to see it for myself. My birthday was coming up so what better excuse?
Reaching the first year milestone is a BIG one, and I think every parent would agree. I describe it like a deep breath. We made it, we survived (mostly) unscathed, and we’re left with the confidence that “ok, we can do this.” The joke that the first birthday party is for the parents isn’t too far from reality. We deserve the celebration as much as anyone, am I right?
Since we’re heading out of town for Layla’s actual birthday and the weekend immediately following, we decided to do an early celebration in San Diego and invite some close friends. Because the party fell almost two weeks before Layla’s actual birthday, I’ve had more time to wrap my head around the fact that she’s ACTUALLY turning one. I can’t tell you how hard it is for me to believe!
The day started out great. Ellie was beyond excited to finally be going to the fair. A week earlier we showed up 3 hours before the gates opened so our visit was postponed. She rode just about every ride she wanted, including the tall rainbow slide three times, played games and won prizes, and even topped off the afternoon with a huge ice cream cone. Heaven for a three year old.
60 degrees is chilly according to San Diego’s standards – but not too cold for the beach we say! We bundled up and headed to La Jolla to run around with Ellie and dip Layla’s toes in the salt water. A little sunset beach time is good for the soul.
What says “Christmas in San Diego” more than ice skating on a rink right off the beach?! Or drinking hot chocolate while sweating in the glaring sun? Or decorating christmas cookies under the lights of the beautifully lit Hotel del Coronado?
Does it make me a bad Mom that I tried just about everything to talk Ellie out of being a princess for Halloween this year? I know I know…but there are just so many great ideas and she can dress up as a princess any day of the week, right!? “You can be anything you want, Ellie, a firefighter, superhero, a monster, an elephant – any thing you can think of!” (My vote was a cat lady, complete with a robe and rollers in her hair, maybe next year). “I wanna be a Princess!! What do you wanna be, Mama? You can be a firefighter, a superhero…” My power of persuasion wasn’t powerful enough.