If you're in the San Diego area, even if you don't have kids, I highly recommend LegoLand. Erik and I enjoyed seeing miniature versions of places we've been together over the years, like. . .
New York. . .
New Orleans. . .
San Francisco. . .
Las Vegas. . .
Mount Rushmore. . .
and Hollywood. . .
Sage enjoyed playing in the water. . .
and seeing his favorite characters and creatures all done up in Legos.
Plus, there were rides galore and good food too (deep fried apple slices anyone?). It was enough to tucker out an almost-5-year-old on the drive home.
We're trying to make the most of the time we have left with Sage as our only child. This is the month when everything changes. Not only will he get a sister this month, but he's also turning 5 and starting kindergarten. Sheesh. Time flies.
Fast forward three days and here we are at our annual Dodgers game:
Now, pardon my baseball ignorance, but I don't know Barry Bonds from Babe Ruth. All I know is that people in L.A. don't like Barry Bonds (it has something to do with steroids and the fact that he's going to break a home run record soon). Sage enjoyed chanting, "Bury Your Socks!" with the rest of the crowd (they were really yelling "Barry You Suck!" but we won't tell him that.)
I can't help it, I just love these end-of-the-excursion photos: