Jason, the littles and I ventured back to Bass Lake, our happy place for a little vacay.
The trip was up in the air this year because of that whole having a baby thing, but said baby is super chill and we trusted he would be a grand traveling companion. We were right. Phew. Because six hours in a car with an angry baby is brutal. I'm talking to you newborn Halley and newborn Lucy.
There were some storms and gloom, but cool storms. Super quick dramatic ones, that were just long enough to entertain/ scare the sand off of the kids as they swam storms. Not the ruin your whole vacay type of storms.
On the way home I crazily thought that I would be able to run in to the Fresno Target and grab myself one of the ever so popular Missoni blankets. Being away from the madness and in the forest left me totally clueless of what an impossiblity that would be. I ended up with a bag of candy corn pumpkins as a consolation prize. (One of the few things I like about fall...)
We have a portable dvd player that only comes out for trips to Bass Lake. It's pretty old school, but the girls love their one movie that they get to watch each way. As they watched, Jason and I shared an iPod. Can you say dorky? Or LA traffic survival?
We came home to real life, school, soccer and lots and lots of makeup homework. But our five days at the lake mean so much to us as a family. I dream of living there all the time, but for now we hold on to the memories made and the time invested when we are all there together.
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