Life's Whirlwind Adventures

July 6th, our fourth day in the Golden State, began our journey to Lake Tahoe.  My cousin drove me to the car rental place and I picked up our rental car.  I got a Kia Optima, it wasn't that bad, but after the expense of renting cars and everything I have determined that for a family of four to travel it is probably cheaper to travel via car.  Flying is great, but with all the travelling we had already done within the Bay Area, it would have been much easier to have had our own car.  So we were heading up to Tahoe for three days.  I was feeling crappy because I had gotten sick after the A's game, I believed it was because I had eaten quite a large quantity of greasy food that day.  Turns out it may have been a virus because everyone got it at different times afterwards.  It was not a fun virus to have.  As we were driving through Vacaville, we made a stop at the Outlet mall (Hi Becky, we did make it to the Outlets but didn't spend much time here because I much prefer the

So we spent the Fourth of July with my cousins.  We had a barbecue and Darlene, Dave and their kids came over from Tracy. Unfortunately,  no one else was able to come out as they already had plans, but we had a great time.  The kids played, the girls got to visit, the boys visited and we got to watch some pretty awesome fireworks right on the Delta.    The next day we hung out with my cousins and went down to the ocean. As Ade had never been to the ocean it was something we had to do.  We were not able to get down to Santa Cruz, but we made it to Stintson Beach.  It was overcast but it was a super nice beach.  The children played in the ocean, Little Man was not a huge fan as it was pretty cool, Ade dipped his feet in and then took pictures of the waves crashing the shore.  Chan looked for sea creatures and actually found a couple.  That's my oldest, always finding strange creatures.  We drove right by the Nascar race track in Vallejo and right by Six Flags on our way out. It was a

We left for California on July 2.  It was Adrian's first vacation but we had all been on planes before.  Lucky Adrian got to fly for work :P.  The first frustration at the airport happened when we arrived.  I attempted to sign us in via the self serve terminals, however, because Little Man is an infant that did not happen.  So in line we stood.  After tagging our baggage and the stroller and car seat we were on our way.  It took some time to get going because she had to enter all our names into the computer and since last names are all different she had to type it all in.  Then it was off to customs. I was dreading customs, I always dread customs, because so many times we have problems with customs.  Because Chan's last name is not the same as mine questions are asked, and now I was beginning to feel that because we (Chan and I) were travelling with Adrian (another different last name) that we would have more explaining to do.  But my worrying was for naught.  We were barely

Much like everything else in my life, if I stop doing something regularly, I let it slide and almost forget about it.  But have no fear, I am back to blogging and will be setting up time everyday to do some blogging I have a few topics I want to talk about, some observations to share and some stories to tell.  I am trying to not let my life run away with me just being a passenger so I am working to take control of my life and working in all those important events. With that said, stay tuned there should be a few blogs today about our trip to Cali and some other blogs about what's been happening since we got home.

I am becoming very frustrated with my youngest child, and it is a real testament to be careful what you wish for.  I remember telling Ade that Little Man would be a Momma's suck because he was a boy and that he really would not want to have Daddy or anyone else if I was around.  I never said it as a "I wish this would happen", more as a I am certain this will happen.  And now it has! I have seen signs in the past where I am convinced that my youngest is a huge Momma's suck.  He cries when I leave the house at night to go out with girlfriends.  He cries when we leave him at GG's and Grandma Dianne's place.  If he wakes up in the middle of the night no one else can calm him down.  He cries when I leave him with babysitters, even if the baby sitter is not a baby sitter but his father.  He reaches for me and clings to me and doesn't want to have anything to do with any one else.  If I am around he is fine with other people but I have to stay in his sight.  I