We're headed into a long weekend in February but before we enjoy no school, warm weather and our one year anniversary of arriving in California, I want to make sure to document our January long weekend.
I love that we have a three day weekend smack dab in the middle of January. I always feel like we're still recovering from Christmas and torn between still wanting to play and wanting to buckle down and get organized. We did a little of both over MLK day weekend.
We began the weekend where we begin many weekends. I thought January was supposed to be the "slow" season at Disneyland but I have never seen so many people in one place in my entire life. It didn't help that there was a marathon that weekend and we were there the same night Elton John was performing in a live concert. I looked down main street at one point and it looked like Times Square on New Year's Eve with wall to wall people.
We opted to head to the beach the next day which was deserted in comparison.
The boys made all sorts of pulley contraptions on the lifeguard stand while they waited for the rest of us to get bikes ready.
Riding bikes along the boardwalk at Newport Beach and then taking the ferry over to Balboa Island has become one of our favorite traditions.
Especially because Balboa Island usually means Balboa Bars.
We love to walk through the book store, candy store and toy store as well. The lady running the toy store entertained Blake and Nash for a good long while with games and tricks before we dragged them away to catch the sunset.
We cruised along the boardwalk and stopped at a playground where we watched dozens of stunt bikers do tricks as the sun slowly disappeared.
We kept the rest of the weekend simple. Troy and I went on a long overdue date and like most weekends, I spent hours preparing to teach music to the children at church. Before Blake's swim practice on Monday, we ventured out to what Crew calls the "putt putt park."
What began as putting practice ended as a competition to see who could make the best presentation of flowers for me.
Sure love those boys.
And I sure love long weekends.