We took the boys to La Jolla, San Diego for two weeks of fun in the sun. Max was whining a ton in the car on the way to the airport until we realized he was just in pain from wearing shoes that were too small for him. The poor boy had bad blisters on the back of his feet so he had to walk around in his socks. We made sure we got Max his own backpack for the flight along with some toys and dvds we gave him on the flight to play with. He loved his new Thomas the Train backpack on wheels and walked all over with it. It was the cutest thing ever:
The kids each had their own seat however Max preferred to sit on my lap most of the time. Steve sat with Jake on one side of the aisle and I sat with Max. I definitely had the harder job since Max wouldn't sit still despite it being hours past his bedtime. He never slept on the flight out there but he also didn't cry. He was wild however and I had my job cut out for myself.
My parents rented a beautiful house right on on the Ocean and we had Ria there to watch the kids when we went out. The house was not very child friendly so we had 10 gets on all the stairs. Jukes got Max and Jake the sweetest welcome basket when we arrived:
We took Max to the San Diego Zoo on a very hot day and he wasn't too impressed by it:
I ended up getting the longest cuddles ever, only to find out that night that he wasn't feeling well and got Croup again (third time in last 3 months):
Max went to camp the day after we arrived. He was supposed to go for two weeks but got Croup after three days. When he went back he cried the entire time so we let him stay home. Here he is on his way to the first day of camp:
Each morning Ria and Max would go down to the beach and play. He loved being with Ria:
A day at the beach with his cousins:
Grandpa playing with Max:
Max, Ria, Mike, Steve and me went to Seaworld one afternoon and Max actually seemed to enjoy it. It was a great day:
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