What a busy day. After the gym, we came home to find daddy was taking the day off. What a treat! He usually works Saturdays. We met Rae, Toby, Owen, & Sydney at Chipotle for lunch. Conner just ate chips and guac even though I ordered a chicken burrito for him and Wyatt.
Lunch done.
We headed down to Laguna to Shaw's Cove. Where they have tidepools with all kinds of sea life. On our way down Cliff Drive we passed Heisler park which is where Josh and I got married before we were sealed in the Temple. Lovely memories.
We set up our blankets and sand toys then went to explore the tide pools. Josh was a great guide. He got Conner and Owen to touch anemones. Conner wouldn't touch anything again after that. Not a big fan yet.
I struggled with Wyatt. Up and down, up and down. I couldn't let him walk without holding on to him because the ground was too treacherous. I would find tiny little pools that he would splash his hands into. I showed him larger ones with sea creatures. He stuck his hand in an anemone then kept trying to poke it...up we go again.
We went back to the blanket and the kids played in the sand. Filling buckets, pouring water, working together. Conner and Sydney played SO well together. Wyatt ate sand...a BUNCH of it. He chewed on muscles. Which I later felt guilty about because some lady told me they might be poisonous (meaning polluted I'm sure...which yeah, I agree, isn't good). Der.
Wyatt would roll over in the sand on his back. It must of felt good or something. I've never seen a kid that young do that in the sand. He was filthy and kept coming back to me to climb on me (he is going through major separation anxiety) so I was filthy too.
We packed it up. Drove to Ralph's for some steaks, corn on the cob, and potatoes (for potato salad). Then came home to shower and eat.
Showered.
Ate.
Put the kids to bed. I think they were OVER tired because they were crazy and awake for 2 hours after I put them down. Laughing, playing, crying. Conner came down, I went up. I think 6 or 7 times. Finally, one time when Conner came down, Wyatt fell asleep. I took Conner back up and rocked him in the chair (best investment ever...or freebie from Grandma in my case) and he was out in 3 minutes.
As we say in Conner land...NIGH NIGHT.
Pictures to come!