I Speak "Boy": Santa Rosa to Bodega Bay and Home

This past Saturday Aaron piped up and suggested we take the kids for a road trip out to bodega baby, with a pit....well lunch stop, at Russian River Brewing Company in Santa Rosa. I thought that sounded like a neat idea. The weather was supposed to be decent too, so the beach might be somewhat fun. So we packed up the kids (why did that take 1.5 hours! oy! I swear, you would think we should be old hands at this by now!) and got on the road. The RRBC was great- Great food, great beer, great for the family (especially when the flow of Saturday afternoon traffic started to slow and we could hear each other a little better). Then it was off to bodega bay for a little beach stop. After a nearly empty, slightly panicked, turned around the car to find the nearest gas station because we were on E episode, we were back on the road to the beach. That drive (if you haven't taken it) is gorgeous. I was driving, otherwise I would have taken some pictures, and I couldn't talk the hubs in to taking any. The change from flat to hilly, from suburban to urban to farm land, from sunny to......ughhhhhhhh OVERCAST!!!! NOT FOR THE BEACH! WHAT THE HECK!!!! Well ok, we kind of thought that may be the case, but shooot! So oh well. We stopped and got some salt water taffy (yeah yeah, I know what you are thinking and you are right - I stopped to get me salt water taffy) and then headed down to the dreary beach.

You know what's great about kids? They don't really care how cold it is outside, they just love the sand and love the water. Elijah thought it was the best thing in the world (even though he was in shorts and a thick fleece hooded jacket)! He was racing the tide in and out, in and out, and then suddenly - he lost the race! HHAHAH! Nothing better (ok I know terrible, but we really couldn't stop laughing) than to see that kid wait just a second too long and the water creep in under his feet, soggy up the sand and DOWN he went on to his bottom in to the cold water. So much for that warm jacket. We of course, ran in (ok Aaron did, whatever) swept him up and promptly there after, left the beach to get the boy dry and warm. But that darling kid kept saying all the way to the car "the water float me away". HAHA. A little exaggerating, but cute.

All in all it was a really great day. Everyone had fun and we were all pooped by the time we got home. Needless to say it was an early to bed night.