So for those of you who don't already know, I grew up in California. I know hard to believe, because I am a Utah girl through and through now. Jer planned a trip there for our anniversary. It was just going to be the two of us, but we couldn't think of going there and not doing some of the fun kids things they have, so we took Truman and Prentice as well. We are still trying to decide whether that was worth it or not:) We spent our actual anniversary day at Sea World where I ended up with one of the worst migraines I have ever had that evening (brought me to tears, and that's not easy to do). On the way home I told Jer I didn't feel well and he stopped about 50 feet from our hotel and I opened the door and hurled while Jer and the kids sat and listened. Fun anniversary. I never understood how a migraine could make you vomit...now I do.
I was especially excited for the trip because I have not been back to San Diego since we quickly moved from there over 10 years ago. Talk about a major emotional trip down memory lane. Jer quickly reminded me that if I had stayed I would have never met him..uh huh. I had no clue how to get anywhere until we got to La Jolla and then it all came back to me. We visited our old house, beaches I hung out at, my old elementary, junior, and high schools. It was fun to show Jeremy a little bit about myself by going to where I grew up.
Truman "read" the Sea World map most the way there that we had printed off the Internet. He kept going over and over it and asking me to talk about what was on it!
Food and bathroom break.

A stop at La
Jolla Shores Beach right when we got into town. A great beach for kids. Smaller waves and really big with no rocks. I was
actually surprised how much the kids enjoyed it. Truman had a blast, but experiencing the beach from a mother's perspective was new for me. It made me nervous. Truman is such a good swimmer, but a little too confident and I wasn't sure if he understood how to swim in waves. He caught on fast and Jeremy stayed close.

Prentice had fun as well as long as there was NO
seaweed touching her. She also got a little scared and upset when
Jer fell in the water while he was holding her. She didn't let him forget that one for a while.



Later that night we visited the house I grew up in and the beach entrance that was down the road. It was high tide so we couldn't walk down , but here is a picture of Truman in front of the stairs that has our old street on it.

A little teary eyed with my hubby.

One evening we went to
Windansea beach so Truman could watch the surfers.

I couldn't get over how in a way nothing had changed. Every spot brought back a memory. This is the spot where people would go to watch the surfers. This beach has bigger waves and more rocks. I forgot my camera on one of our trips to the beach, and that was the day we went tide pooling because it was low tide. Truman touched a sea
anemone for the first time and saw tons of crabs. Couldn't catch one for them. Truman also learned how to ride the waves on this day and had a blast doing it. Next time I think we will get him a boogie board.

Couldn't go to San Diego without a trip to Taco Surf. This is for my siblings. Jealous:)


And a trip to Old Town Mexican Cafe. Best
carnitas anywhere and they were as good as I remembered.


Glad Jer took me back. I can see why my parents just wanted to live there. Fun town, but glad to get back home.