Monday, January 24, 2011

Santa Cruz

Last Saturday morning we took a spur-of-the-moment trip to Santa Cruz. It was Brett's idea, of course. As much as I hate to admit it, I am not a spur-of-the-moment gal. I'm more of a plan-it-a-week-in-advance-then-make-a-list-of-everything-you-need-to-bring-and- worry-about-things-until-everyone-is-safely-in-the-car gal. *sigh* This is one of the many reasons that it is a good thing I am married to wonderful Brett. Anyhow, Brett threw the fishing stuff in the back and off we went. The extra wonderful part about the trip was that on this particular day in Santa Cruz it was 75 degrees! In January!!

After breakfast, we set up our chairs on the pier and made a half-hearted attempt at catching something. After unsuccessfully dangling our left-over breakfast sausage into the water for a while, we headed down to the beach to play. It was so wonderful to be outside and really really warm - you locals know that even in the dead of summer you can end up freezing cold in Santa Cruz. The boys ran for hours, and, of course, both got obliterated by the waves. If I had planned ahead I would have had a change of clothes for everyone. But this was a spur-of-the-moment trip, remember? So half of our crew rode home nearly naked, and I went to my hair appointment wearing wet shoes. (It seems 5 is about the age that riding in the car in his underwear begins to feel embarrassing to a boy.)

Oh, and doesn't this butterball look so cute in the sand? I'm sure the weather will get cold again, but it sure was nice to get a day of fake spring in January!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

i love spontaneous days like that! i'm taking the kids tomorrow since they don't have school. you gotta love living in cali! ~emgray