Snow to Swimsuits-on-the-Beach in Less than Two Hours

March 27th, 2009

We had a visit from Debi, Sam, and Mike, who stayed with Vibble overnight while Stevel and I took a little jaunt to Big Bear Lake. Steep mountains and snow, 7,000 feet. We relaxed, walked around, and bought new hats. Mine is a cowgirl hat. Here is Steve’s.

This was my first night away from Vibble. She did just fine; in fact, she had a wonderful time. She adores Sam, so wherever her big cousin is, she is happy. We returned to near 70-degree weather, and I joined Sam, Debi, Mike, and Violet at the beach, where Sam was in his swim trunks playing in the water and sand. He and I made a righteous sand-village along a road we built leading to an abandoned sand castle.

We went to La Brea Tar Pits and the Santa Monica Pier Aquarium. It also has to be mentioned that this is the visit where Sam fell in the duck pond at the park. Poor, soaked Sam! He was so excited to find TURTLES in the pond; in his enthusiasm, he leapt onto an unstable rock. SPLASH! That was NOT on a nearly 70-degree day, unfortunately. Chilly walk home. But overall, a really FUN visit together.

No sooner had they left, than I was laid up with the flu. Puke, puke, puke. Viral hangover. It’s Day 3, and I’m still a little shaky and sluggish but doing much better. Violet is not herself, either, but I think it’s this awful teething. It makes her moody and strange. She will be giddy, chirping away and then scream in agony and drop to the floor, grabbing her head or mouth and refusing whatever you offer her in the way of comfort. Poor, poor little bug.

She loves her pacifier too much. She has developed a rash on her chin and cheeks, thanks to constant drool under plastic. She is NOT amenable to being without the pacifier very much of the time. Yesterday the breakout was even bleeding a bit. But ChappyFace MUST have her Nuk. All day and all night.

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