October 16, 2013

A Day Amongst Tall Trees

On our 2nd day in Cali, we drove to Armstrong Forest to see the Redwood trees.  The trees are absolutely amazing but hard to truly appreciate because of their towering height.  


The cousin crawling on a large redwood.


We drove a one-lane trail that took us to the top of a mountain.  The view was wonderful.  The poorly maintained one-lane road made of some interesting memories.

Kaylee and Kyra in a tree


We rented a van for our travels.  The kids enjoyed the time with their grandparents.


Chad being Chad!

Standing in front of the oldest tree in the Armstrong Forest.


On the way home we stopped at Korbel Winery.  Michael and I had been here 14 years prior with Uncle Keith and Aunt Elaine.  I remember the gorgeous landscaping.  We ate their for a fun lunch at the deli.  



That afternoon was the wedding rehearsal and rehearsal dinner that evening.  Kaylee and Marek were the flower girl and ring bearer.





October 13, 2013

Day in San Fran

Our first day in California was spent in San Francisco.  We started with the Golden Gate Bridge.  





Next we went to the Fisher's Wharf where we ate at In-N-Out Burger.  Then we headed to the Trolley next.  



It was really neat to see the cables that run the trolleys at the Trolley Museum.


After seeing the seals at Pier 39 we went for our 2nd trolley ride.  We ended up walking up the hill to see cars travel down the famous Lombard Street.







The Trolley ride was a hit.


October 8, 2013

Our Pretty Flower Girl


Uncle Marc and Aunt Kuan asked Kaylee to be the flower girl in their wedding last weekend.  She couldn't have been more excited.  A fancy dress, flowers, a pretty headband - she was super excited.


She did a great job and spent the days before the wedding practicing for the plethora of pictures that she would be in.


After all of the pictures, the wedding, the appetizers, meal, toasts, and first dance, our little princess couldn't take anymore.  I pulled two chairs together in the reception hall and she slept the night away, not to be bothered by the music, lights, and flash of the photographer.