Our hosts, my friend Linda and her boyfriend Edddie, flew us in from Minneapolis to Los Angeles. They then drove the two hours it took from San Diego to LAX. Then to get back in the afternoon traffic was more like three hours or more. No one complained, nothing to complain about, we were in paradise. Eddie might have said a word or two about traffic, I would have too!
The next day we headed to Mission Beach to celebrate Hannah & Jack's 18th birthday.
You can't see their smiling faces, but they were happy kids! I should have used my iPhone camera rather than my Canon DSLR here, the lighting was all wrong. However, the Pacific and the sun are not movable, hence the shadows. I witnessed the joy, that is what matters.
Our family has had some struggles, and this song reminds me of something from five years ago. Jack and I were picking up Hannah at the Children's Hospital in Minneapolis and then tooling around the Minneapolis lakes in my Mini Cooper. (Another story, another time perhaps.) Anyway, the twins were 13 and he said the song was for Hannah. It filled my heart with love to hear him say that.
Back to the Beach. The second full day in San Diego, we went to La Jolla Beach. Jack was like, "The beach, again? What am I supposed to do?" I taught him how to relax on the beach, I think he gets it!
His sister embraced not only the beach, but the shopping at the beach as well! That girl can shop, too well actually, especially when you are Uber Mommy. Actually it was Lyft Linda that day!
