Lots of pictures, not a lot of text. A branch of our NJ family came to visit!
Robyn and Sarah are some of our oldest friends in NJ. Their twins, Hank and Izzy, are Oscar's age. Their daughter Lily is a couple months younger than Arlo. Sarah and I bonded over shared maternity clothes and our shared inability to find cute shoes for our gigantic feet.
As soon as we met Robyn, she welcomed us into her house and her life. And then I met her wonderful mom -- my kids' Jewish grandma, and her dad and her brothers and sister, and I realized that her open arms were par for the course for her family. And then I met Grandma Pat, Sarah's mom, and I found a kindred spirit who liked to call bullshit when she saw it.
Their first day here, we set up our newly-acquired tent in the back yard (our "guest house") and big boys slept out there. After we woke up we took them to Leo Carrillo Beach, since the tides were working in our favor.
This is next to the hidden cave that's only accessible during low tide. The minute they told me they bought their tickets, I said to Evan, well, now we need to go to Leo Carrillo, because Izzy is gonna love that cave.
Lily used to be besties with Arlo. And then The Goose started walking and became the best doll ever, and that was the end of Arlo + Lily. (Although I remember a certain tea party where Lily nagged Arlo in her raggity smokey voice after he'd set a tea cup too close to the edge of the table and it dropped and broke: "AAAAHlo, ya shouldata done that AHlo. I TOLDJA nottoputit THERE, AHHlo."
Lucy has been Lily's apprentice in all things pink and frilly ever since.
Sarah is pensive.
Lily is Gidget.
Izzy is TRIUMPHANT!
We got there early enough to claim one of the rock nests.
Low tide means sea urchins and star fish and hermit crabs galore.
Arlo and Robyn.
Me and my sweetie.
Sarah and the kids in their nest.
My favorite succulent that covers the sides of the PCH and flowers this time of year.
More Brody-Kaplan-Brockway-Metcalf goodness soon.