We had German sausage and visited and played games and had a great time. The next day we were due to head over to Morro Bay for a couple days at the coast but Wyatt woke up sick. Everyone else headed over there in the morning and Wyatt was well enough by the afternoon that we finally headed over there too. We got there in time to enjoy a little time at the beach and all have dinner together at Lolo's.
As Gramps told the waitress, it was the first time he had gotten to go out to dinner with all four of his grandkids so that was a pretty special dinner for all of us. AND I finally got the horchata I have been longing for so that was awesome too. (Side note- I came back with 15 packets of horchata mix in my suitcase. Oh yeah.) We spent the rest of the time fishing off the pier (no luck), eating, shopping and playing at the park. Since Wyatt hated the beach and the park (he hates to be dirty and couldn't deal with all the sand sticking to him), it was kind of tough to find things to do for him but I had a great time and I think Rob and Rex did too.
We headed back to Visalia and that was when Rob pretty much disappeared for the next 4 days. He was racing at the Trophy Cup race in Tulare and we barely saw him. We did visit him at the race car shop one day which the boys were loving. I took the boys all over the place, visiting friends and family and seeing all kinds of things. I was even lucky enough that Nanette and her daughter were in Visalia for a few days so we got to spend some time with them too.
One highlight of the trip for me was a little reunion of sorts that we had with my city of Fresno co-workers. I miss everyone from there so much and miss working in planning and it was great to talk to them and catch up and see everyone's kids- we have all been busy! We all took a picture together too and hopefully it won't be so long before those guys again. Thanks again to Dawn and Rod for hosting and getting us all together!
We spent the last couple of days back in Fresno with Rob's family and Grandpa Rusty drove down to Fresno to see us too.
It was a long trip and after 10 days, we were ready to head home this past Tuesday. The flights out there had gone so well but the flights home were not so good. Everything was fine when we left Fresno until our descent into Denver. It was probably the most turbulence I have ever experienced and it made me feel pretty queasy. I knew Rex couldn't be doing well if I wasn't and sure enough, he lost it. And lost it again. And a few more times before we got off that plane. Even Wyatt was fighting it back and telling me "Mommy, it hurts." Oh, my poor babies. When we got off the plane, Rob told us that all 3 of us looked awful. Our next flight ended up being delayed for over 2 hours which was kind of a blessing because the boys got to rest and nap a little before having to get on a plane again. Rex continued to be sick in the airport and once or twice on the flight from Denver to Des Moines but we made it finally and were very happy to see our own house again. We had such a great time seeing friends and family and going to the beach and eating our way through the Central Valley. Thanks to everyone who came to see us and invited us to their home and took care of us while we were there!
