After a morning that can be summed up by saying I'd REALLY like to forget it, we went bright and early to Starbucks for coffee and pastries (mainly just so we could get out of the hotel with our three screaming/squealing children). Yikes. I think we were out of the hotel by about 7am dressed, showered, and packed up. We walked downtown to give the kids a little break.
Even though I had driven the whole way to San Diego, I offered to drive the first chunk of the road so that Mr. Howard could re-do the work project he had done the night before. We stopped at a Starbucks in Valencia on our way so that we could use the wifi to send the file to his colleague. Afterwards, we switched places and I took a good solid 1.5 hour nap with the kids.
Anytime we are in Southern California we stop by the store that Mr. Howard bought my engagement and wedding ring at to have them re-dipped and cleaned (he bought a lifetime service plan when he bought the rings). I try to go twice a year, but it's been a lot longer than that since we last stopped. The nice thing about having it serviced, cleaned, and re-dipped is that they check the prongs and make sure everything is okay. As long as I have it serviced every six months, if anything happens to the diamond (like it falls out or breaks), it will be 100% covered and replaced. My diamond was actually loose, so I'm so glad we went! (Side note: They had to rhodium dip my ring TWICE because it was so dirty. Eek.)
Here's Izzy and Daddy in the waiting area:
Connor was playing Jake and the Neverland Pirates with Isabella and eventually Daddy came out and joined them (since they were re-dipping my ring a second time):
Connor and Izzy finding the perfect pirate props:
Meanwhile, while we were driving, our family was having breakfast together (from left to right: Colin, Jake, Rebecca, Valerie, Kira, my dad, my mom, Aiden, Erin, Debbie, Nathan, John, and Adam) - My sister was there too, but she was the photographer!
When we got back into town, we had to go to the airport to pick up the hubby's car. I then headed home and bathed Connor and Isabella - while Mr. Howard went to pick up Aiden from my parents' house. He had an okay flight, but was overly tired and squeeled and cried a bit. Poor guy.
Overall, our trip to San Diego was RIDICULOUSLY amazing. Of course traveling with kids is not the same as traveling without them, and things are always a little trickier; but overall we were very blessed with a relatively easy trip. I am thankful I have a husband who helps out and kept the twins Saturday night so I could go out with my family for a little bit and I know he was thankful that I could keep the babies Friday night so that he could go out to a baseball game with Connor and the boys. Traveling with little guys means practicing compromise, patience, and a whole heck of a lot of eating good portions of humble pie.