Snook across the street from the beach and Stearns Wharf.
Action shot on the hotel bed, which the kids shared suprisingly well for their first time. Phew!
"Fighting the flowers." His little boy DNA is really starting to come out these days. 
Snook serenading something.
Exploring some public art, as it were.
Checking out the train station.
Nothing cuter than a little boy wearing floaties. With his tummy sticking out.
A frozen yogurt shop that serves crepes too? Yummmmm!
The stall shower. Probably their favorite part of the whole trip.
Two sleeping kids on the way home. Can't beat that. They're already asking when we can "go on vacation" again. Baby steps.
I always love seeing LA's skyline for some reason. Los Angeles was where my friend, Eugenia, picked me up, and we drove the rest of the way to Santa Barbara for her work's retreat with a quick pit-stop in Montecito.
Eugenia
We dined on spinach salad, a mushroom and prosciutto turnover and a turkey, brie and cranberry sandwich. Everything was delectable. There was a really good Santa Barbara pinot noir too . . . 
It is a graphic, gruesome, deeply disturbing murder mystery that had me slightly on edge the whole time. Just ask E who remarked on my wide-eyededness more than once. But at least I finished it in time for book club in a couple of Sundays. And I can't remember the last time I read more than 500 pages in two days. I was so engrossed that someone at the pool had to remind me I was missing happy hour. Little did they know, the whole weekend felt like happy hour! I'm so grateful that E let me tag along and that we're BFFs.