When I looked up flights and calculated that it would only cost about $35 more to fly to San Diego than to drive I knew flying was a good idea. When it took us 4 hours total from door to door (which included the 30 minutes to the Provo airport and the 60 minutes from the San Diego Airport to Jason's parents house..... I knew it was a FABULOUS idea) I honestly can't say enough wonderful things about flying out of Provo!!! (Of course I have heard all sorts of disastrous stories about delayed or canceled flights) But flying this time with Brad was an absolute delight!
We live about 20 miles south of the Salt Lake Airport so every time we are outside playing in our backyard we can see the airplanes in take off and landing. Brad will call out, "Bye!" as he waves at the planes. He was pretty excited to see an airplane so close waving at it and yelling Bye over and over again.
Now that Brad is at the age where he can watch a show and be entertained, an 80 minute flight is pretty dreamy. He just loved sitting on one of our laps and watching The Secret Life of Pets the whole time. I was bummed we weren't sitting by the window so he could watch, but oh well.
So we left our house at 8, got to San Diego at 10, unpacked and got settled, and headed to the beach by 12:30. Awesome beautiful day.
He would run to and from the water over and over and over again.
After the beach we headed back to play with Grandma at the pool. Once again, Brad was in heaven.
One of the highlights of the day was a fancy dancy Italian dinner with just the adults. I wish I would have taken pictures of the appetizers! Calamari, caprese salad, fried zucchini, green salads, meats, and cheeses. So delicious! But by the time we finished the appetizers I was almost full! So I did my favorite thing ever, ordered dessert for dinner!
On Saturday we went to lunch at the habor for fish and chips.
Obviously Brad was loving every single minute of this weekend. He loves his aunt Wendy!
Other activities at the house included: a macaron cooking demonstration (that shockingly turned out!), thoughtful gifts from Wendy, a fun make up sample exchange (well minus the whole exchange part), cornhole, piano practice with Grandma, and just lots and lots of attention and playing for Brad.
The weekend ended with an exciting (I hate exciting) trips to the airport when I realized our flight was an hour earlier than I thought. With 12 minutes until our gate closed Jason and I geared up to make it on the flight. I was in charge of Brad and actually getting on the flight while Jason would be in charge of getting the carseat, stroller, and 3 bags through security. We decided at least Brad and I should make it on the flight. It was just like Home Alone. Brad squealed with delight as I ran with him down the terminal carrying him in one hand and my shoes in the other. We made it with 3 minutes to spare. And I must add it made traveling with a baby so much easier! No wait, just straight on the plane and take off! It was an absolutely wonderful weekend. And this final picture just show how absolutely wonderful it was.