Here it looks like the Zamora Kids are praying. (Praying for more crayons is more like it.)
The Whale's Tail restaurant has a big whale in the front. I'm pretty sure we are the first ones to take a picture with it, though. We like originality in a vacation picture. And spontanaity.
Maddy and the bay. Or estuary. Or whatever.
Big shoes at the shoe store. Again, I'm pretty sure we're the first to snap a pic of a small person standing in those. We're clever. And Levi is cute.
We hiked to the top of a little mountain above a golf course. The view was amazing. A full 360 degrees of the valley and the rock and the estuary. But we don't have pictures of all of that.
What we took are pictures of our children. Clearly we made the right choice.
At the perfect little beach in Santa Barbara we buried our children. The way they beg us to.
And these are seaweed mustaches. I've seen worse mustaches. Seriously.
Oh yes.
That's right.Any day. Any time.
We will stick our heads in plywood cutouts of characters. And we will take photographic evidence of said event.
I have to say, I really did like the soup. Cause pea soup is delightful. So that kinda makes this picture more valid, I think.That is our trip in a nutshell. Our picture-taking fingers are worn out. And we are now living with piles of laundry from all of our adventures.
Life is good.
