And what Southern California adventure would be complete without a visit to our old haunts? Since we were passing through LA, we decided to do a quick stop at West Hollywood park, site of our every afternoon between 2004 and 2007. I know I've posted a lot recently about Nate and the big changes and all that, but let me just say that it was pretty emotional to visit the park where 2005 Nate used to do nothing but trace the words on the signs, and 2011 Nate goes on all of the play structures. Including the LA area's leading candidate for eventual litigation, the Slide of A Great Injury Will (Likely) Happen Here:
Nate loved it and went on it 5 times. In a word, awesome.
We then headed over to Crazy Fish, an event I had been eagerly anticipating for months. Crazy Fish turned out to be closed for spring break. I cannot even go there in my mind. It was very sad.
Happily, better times awaited us in Santa Barbara, where we got to visit with the very wonderful Grandpa Toshi and Grandma Debbie. Poor Nate ended up with a 24 hour bug and spent a lot of the time sleeping, but we left him the good hands of Grandma D and took Jonah to the zoo to see the new baby giraffe, as well as to slide down the concrete mountain about 800 times.
We were sad to say goodbye, but Robearto needed to come home.
All in all, an excellent spring break.
Sounds like a wonderful spring break! Amazing stories and pictures.
Posted by: Bubbe | May 02, 2011 at 02:07 AM
That's a little emotional for me too! I can clearly remember the time Nate climbed all the way up that slide with a line of kiddos behind him, and then refused to go down. With tears and all he went down as I clutched him. :( But alas, this Nate is clearly no more! Cheers and lotsa love! :D
~Krista
Posted by: Krista | May 10, 2011 at 06:02 PM