Baseball, Camping, and Spring

This week, we have a selection of pictures from way back in the spring of 2014, when William was less than a year old, and Joe was just about four months younger than William is now.

The gallery includes a few photos from Joe’s campout at YMCA Camp Jones Gulch, one of a few locations we visited for cabin camping during Joe’s time in Adventure Guides through the Y. When William entered kindergarten, I looked into signing up with him—I thought it would be a hoot if he could join the same circle, the Grizzlies, that Joe had been a part of, but I was a little disappointed to find that the YMCA no longers offers the Adventure Guides program in our area. I’m more than a little curious about what happened to the paraphernalia associated with our group: we had a carved table standard in the shape of a bear; a big drum; and a larger standard we used in parades, festooned with ribbons the kids won in competitions. Hopefully it’s not in a landfill.

The set also features some pictures of Joe’s first (and only) season at the Farm level in Little League. They realigned the age brackets after the season so that he was moved up to Minors the next year, which was a bit of a shame, as he could have used a bit more seasoning in Farm, where coaches pitch, before moving up to a kid-pitch league. Coincidentally, this was the same level at which William played this year. Time flies.

My brother Bill came to visit in this timeframe; it may have been the first time he met his namesake nephew. William made a positive first impression, as is his wont. Even at his six months, his personality shone like a beacon.

Gallery: Baseball, Camping, and Sprng

Fall 2020

Now that we’re finished posting pictures from our year-long remodel project, we can return to our slow-motion processing of regular old family snapshots. In that vein, here’s a large-ish collection of photos from the fall of last year.

In this timeframe, we’d been cooped up due to the COVID-19 pandemic1 for more than six months. And, because we had moved out of our house and into the rental, we were feeling a bit restless and untethered. With that in mind, we set out to to try some new activities, just to keep busy. We went on a few hikes, including a pleasant walk on the Los Gatos Creek Trail on Thanksgiving; we went for a scenic train ride on a narrow-gauge rail line in Felton; and Julie, William, and I took a road trip up to Alameda to visit a drive-through Dinosaur Adventure exhibit.

The trip to Felton was a hoot—and a little poignant—because it took us back to the railway where we took Julia for a Day Out with Thomas all the way back in 2007. It’s hard to fathom how much time has passed since then; sometimes, it feels like it was just a few weeks ago. To commemorate the occasion, we tried to take a comparion shot, but toddler Julia was a bit more interested in having her picture taken than the teenage version.

The set also includes a number of photos that highlight our year of distance learning. There are a few shots of William in class in Willville—he was often cold in the morning, so he loved to wear the Grandma Wong’s handmade sweaters—and a fun series of pictures of Felix waiting somewhat impatiently outside Julia’s door while she took an exam.

Finally, the album also covers Julia’s and William’s birthdays. Because kids weren’t really able to see their friends socially at the time, the trendy thing to do was rent yard signs to make their special days feel more festive. The installers do their work under cover of darkness the night before—you have to make sure to water the lawn so that the ground is soft enough to allow the signs to be staked down—and haul them away the next evening. You can even customize the iconography in the displays to match the recipient’s interests. We had done this for Joe over the summer, so Will (naturally) and Julia (perhaps a bit surprisingly) were both looking forward seeing to their signs. It gave them something new and different to anticipate amidst the blur of days blending together at home.

Between the pandemic and the move, it was a strange and occasionally surreal time for us all. The one clear upside was that I got to see a lot more of everyone, both after work, when we sat down for dinner together, and throughout the day: I got to watch William at the start of school every morning as I ate breakfast and chat with Joe and Julia when they took breaks for lunch. It’s better for everyone now that they’re back in school in-person, but I do miss having them around.

Gallery: Fall 2020


  1. Still going strong, with more than five million deaths worldwide and more than 750,000 here in the U.S.

School Pictures 2021

Just as school is back to a more normal routine this year, school pictures are more or less back on a normal schedule. This means we have them now, rather than at the end of the year, and that we have proper, posed portraits for all three kids instead of the snapshots we cobbled together at home last spring that left me thinking about dropping a not insignificant amount of money on light boxes.

William and Joe’s pictures are more or less your bog-standard school photos, and they did a pretty decent job of capturing each kid’s personality.

William - Second Grade

Joseph - Tenth Grade

William’s picture doesn’t convey the unbridled glee you can see in some of his earlier portraits, but you can still pick up on his carefree and slightly silly bearing. Joe seems a little more self-conscious and guarded in his picture, but that’s who he is in real life, too.

Because Julia’s a senior, we took her in for a longer photo shoot way back in July; we’ve only now gotten around to picking the shots that we liked best from the proofs the photographer sent us a few months ago.

Julia - Twelfth Grade

Julia - Cap and Gown

Julia - Cap, Gown, and Sign

The longer session allowed the photographer to work with Julia to create shots that are a joyful and fun celebration of her senior year. But they also brought a startling (to me) realization: these are the last school pictures she will ever take. It seems like only yesterday that we posted her kindergarten picture. I expect this is just one of many “lasts” we’ll face over the next few months, along with a few firsts.

For example: she submitted her very first college application yesterday afternoon, after a great deal of consternation and worry. With one under her belt, our hope is that she’ll find the remaining applications comparatively less intimidating and easier to face.

The photos embedded in this post are small, low-resolution copies of the kids’ portraits. You can find the full-size pictures in the dedicated galleries.

Galleries: Julia, Joseph, William

Back to School 2021

After a summer that felt all too brief, August saw all three kids return to school in person at the same time for the first time in seventeen months. Julia and Joe started surprisingly early, on August 9 this year, with Julia attending a sunrise breakfast for seniors while Joe got an extra couple hours to sleep in. After the breakfast, Julia returned home with her friend Blain to collect her brother, and the three of them were off to start the year.

Julia and Joe on the First Day of School

William started more than a week later, on August 18. He felt a little trepidation at first—he hasn’t had that many first days of school, after all—but he’s much more at ease now that he’s back into the swing of things. It helps that a number of his friends from previous years are in his class, and as an added bonus, the little boy who moved in across the street is as well. Compared to Julia and Joe at the same age, he has a veritable bonanza of kids in the neighborhood to play with.

William on His First Day of School

All three kids have had busy starts to the year. Joe is focused on staying organized, as he’s taking two AP classes, including AP World History, which is infamous for generating a large amount of work. Julia is also taking a number of AP classes, though she’s debating whether she wants to stick with one of them, and she’s won a part in the fall play. She’s faced with balancing those requirements with preparing for the SAT and applying to colleges.

William’s schedule is comparatively simple, though he’s started on a new soccer team and continues to take virtual piano lessons.

There are a few more pictures in the photo gallery, including a couple from the inside of William’s classroom, which we’ve never seen in person due to COVID-19 restrictions. The schools are working hard to keep the kids safe, especially at Booksin, where the student population is largely unvaccinated. Back-to-school night was virtual for all all three kids, with all the technical challenges that entails: I think we missed four out of fourteen of the older kids’ class sessions due to problems with Zoom. But the overall sense I have is that the teachers and administrators are committed to making the school year as engaging and enriching as possible under the circumstances.

Gallery: Back to School 2021

School Pictures 2020-2021

Among the least important effects of the pandemic of the school year was the dislodging of school picture day from its traditional slot on the fall calendar. William’s school, Booksin Elementary, actually gave up on it entirely: they sent a message out to parents asking them to take pictures of their kids for the yearbook, perhaps fearing that they wouldn’t be able to get them on campus for professional portraits. Julia and Joe’s school, University Preparatory Academy, has, for better or for worse, more freedom to make (and change) decisions on the fly, and they decided to simply delay picture day indefinitely in the hope that they could pull something together in the spring, and their bet paid off. Hence, Julia and Joe have professionally lit and composted portraits this year, and William… does not.

In truth, I was happy and excited about the opportunity to take William’s picture. I’m always grateful for an excuse to pull out my camera and try something a little different, even if the camera itself is hardly top of the line: there are high school graduates younger than my camera. Of course, you can tell at a glance that William’s portrait was taken by an amateur: there are shadows on his face that no professional photographer would accept; the backdrop is overly distracting; and it took an ungodly number of shots to for me to be confident that the focus was correct. That said, I thought it turned out reasonably well for a first effort, and was making mental plans to improve and streamline the process for Julia and Joe’s pictures.

First Grade

Alas, it was not meant to be. When UPA announced their plans to reopen this spring, they also announced their plans for school pictures, which included separate days for kids in each of the cohorts that were to split time on campus, as well as distinct days for kids, like Julia, in cohort C, who had opted to stay home full-time. In truth, I was a little disappointed, even if it did save me from buying a couple hundred dollars’ worth of lights, and the results were better than I could have produced even given an unlimited budget.

Eleventh Grade

Ninth Grade

The versions embedded in this post are small, low-resolution copies of the kids’ portraits. To view and download the full size versions, you can check their dedicated galleries.

Galleries: Julia, Joseph, William

Back to School (For Real)

Mid-April brought a pretty momentous occasion: for the first time in over a year, Joe and William attended school in person. It’s been a long, strange year, and we are extremely fortunate in that we’ve been able to provide quiet, comfortable spaces for the kids to attend school remotely. But as good as the tools and technologies we have to stay connected virtually are, it’s still a wholly different experience to be able look your teacher in the eye and run around with your friends at recess.

Joe started on Monday, and he and Julie stopped to pick up his old friend Caitlin on the way to school. It’s her first year at UPA, and, on account of the pandemic, her first chance to meet many of her new classmates in person.

UPA has divided its in-person students into two cohorts, A and B, that will alternate weeks in school. Joe was originally in cohort B, but he requested a change to cohort A so he could attend at the same time as Caitlin and a few other friends. They’ve also staged the returns of different classes so that everyone doesn’t show up at once. As a result, the number of in-person students in his classes thus far has been pretty small: his P.E. class, which has more in-person students than most, has six people in his cohort. And Joe was the only in-person student in his cohort for his Spanish class. This will likely change next week, when the tenth graders return to campus.

In UPA’s hybrid approach, each teacher must teach to the in-person and remote students simultaneously, which unquestionably presents some challenges. Of course, the alternative, making some kids switch teachers two thirds of the way through the year, would probably be worse. Nevertheless, Joe reports that he feels good about the change, and he’s glad he decided to return.

William returned to class on Wednesday, but he was feeling a little bit nervous about being able to find his way to class—he’s only a first grader, after all—so we stopped by campus on Sunday to show him where he needs to go. Joe tagged along and entertained himself noting all the things that have changed in the three years since he left Booksin and good-naturedly bemoaning the fact that things were better in the good old days.

When Wednesday finally rolled around, I drove William to school—Julie is volunteering at UPA to help out with temperature checks and the rest of the check-in process—and he was greeted at the front gate by a yard monitor who knew him by name, even with his mask on. He hardly looked back at me as he marched off to class.

Like Joe, William reports that in-person school is a more or less unqualified success. He’s come home every day full of energy, and he’s brought back more than one skinned knee acquired as he chased (or was chased by) his friends on the playground.

As happy as he is to be back at school, and as gratifying as it is to see him reconnecting with his friends, it is a lot quieter around the house during the day. His desk in the living room (“Willville”, as he calls it) sits silent and empty. In-person school is clearly better for William, but I miss the sound of his voice and getting hugs during recess.

In the meantime, Julia remains content to finish out the school year in cohort C, having committed to sticking with remote learning through the end of the school year. I think she appreciates that there’s a bit less activity during school hours now that the boys are gone.

Gallery: Back to School (For Real)

William’s First Grade School Picture

Here’s a brief respite from the torrent of remodel pictures in the form of William’s first grade school picture.

Of course, he’s not physically going to class—in fact, the most recent update from the district put the return to in-person instruction on April 21, which feels like it might as well be sometime next century—so parents were left to their own devices to come up with a shot suitable for use in the yearbook. I’m loathe to pass up on opportunity to get out our real camera and experiment, and William was very patient and accommodating as I struggled to figure things out. As you can see from the photo, getting the lighting right was a real challenge.

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I’m not sure whether the older kids’ school is even going to have a yearbook this year, but this process has given me a bit of motivation to try to take portraits for them, anyway: if we don’t, we’ll have a blank spot in their school picture albums for all time. I suspect they might be a tad less generous with their time, so I’ll have to be more decisive when working with them than I was with William.

If you’d like to see the full-size version of William’s photo, you can find it in his class pictures album.

Gallery: William’s Class Pictures

Week 19: Stairs and Unexpected Demolition

It was an eventful week for our little project, as you can see in the accompanying set of photos. There were long-awaited developments, some minor disappointments, and a couple things that caught us completely off guard.

The change we were most excited about was the addition of actual, working stairs. True, there’s no handrail or any other safeguards to prevent you from falling straight down from the upstairs hallway to the living room floor, but that doesn’t make it any less exciting that you can simply walk from the first floor to the second without having to clamber up an extension ladder—the climb was giving Joe nightmares. To celebrate, we’ve posted a stairs highlighting the moment William climbed the stairs for the very first time.

We were expecting some work in the living room this week, as well. Enzo had let us know that the wood floors had suffered too much water damage to be saved, and would have to be removed. Additionally, construction was due to begin on the new fireplace (along with the removal of the old one, including the chimney). Both of these came to pass. The old hardwood has been removed throughout the first floor, except in Joe’s old room. And sure enough, the crew has begun framing the new fireplace, removing the old mantel and hearth in the process.

Chunks of the old chimney and mantel were scattered around the yard when we arrived on Saturday. In fact, the workers had laid out pieces of the old hearth as stepping stones to allow them to get in and out of the house without stepping in the soupy mud produced by the torrential rains we experienced last week. The basic frame of the new fireplace appears to be complete, and that’s where one of the week’s first surprises arose. The frame projects out from the wall a fair distance, and it extends from floor to ceiling, which we definitely didn’t expect: we had hoped that the wall above the fireplace and mantel would remain as it was, with only the structure around the fireplace itself projecting out into the room. It’s not at all clear at this point whether that’s how things will come together—Enzo sent some sample photos that looked different from what we so on-site—but we hope to know more this week.

The biggest surprise, however, was what happened to the walls in the living room and in Joe’s old bedroom. The first thing we noticed when we arrived was a pile of broken chunks of orange- and blue-painted plaster in the driveway that had clearly come from Joe’s room, if only because no other rooms in the house were painted in such bold colors. Some of the pieces of wall and ceiling still bore the glow-in-the-dark star stickers we’d put up for Joe when we decorated the room in the outer space theme he’d requested way back in 2013.

Sure enough, when we entered the house, we found that the walls and ceilings in Joe’s room and in the living room had been stripped down the the studs. This was, to be completely honest, a bit of a shock, because we weren’t aware of any particular need for the walls to be removed. Sure, big pieces of them had been torn out to allow for foundation work and the construction of other structural reinforcements, but we had assumed that the team would simply patch the holes and re-paint the rooms, and that would be that. Instead, it appears that we’ll have to install new drywall—which, to be fair, has a number of advantages relative to the old plaster—and most of the electrical wiring will need to be replaced, as well. Considering it was largely original knob-and-tube wiring from 1951, this isn’t entirely a bad thing, though it’s unclear whether this will result in additional costs.

One additional benefit of this work is that it may allow us to re-do the insulation in those portions of the house with the high-efficiency spray foam insulation we’re using in the newly constructed areas, hopefully saving us money in the long term.

Things should continue to move quickly for the next little while. We’ve selected a shingle color, so Enzo and his team can finish putting on the roof; and the windows we ordered have been delivered. According to Julie, the crew was actively working on installing them when she drove my Monday afternoon. We’re meeting with Enzo on Tuesday to walk through the site and discuss next steps, so we’ll have a better sense of what decisions we’ll need to make next at that time.

Gallery: Week 19: Stairs and Unexpected Demolition

Back to School 2020

We managed to survive the summer of 2020 with our sanity largely intact, despite the fact that we were mostly cooped up in our home while the COVID-19 pandemic raged. I’ve been working from home since mid-March, and the kids spent the last two-and-half months of the school year doing distance learning with varying degrees of success.

The unusual circumstances made the end of the school year a bit anti-climactic: we were all home all day, anyway; only the schedules changed. Because of the circumstances, we were a little more relaxed about things like screen time than we would have been otherwise. In William’s case in particular, playing Minecraft with his buddies was the only meaningful social interaction he had.

This isn’t to say that the summer was entirely without stimulation. We put together a vegetable garden after having taken a year or two off (in the process of turning over the soil, I learned that William is deathly afraid of earthworms, which greatly limited his participation in that phase of the project), and we are still reaping the benefits of our labors in the form of a seemingly unending supply of tomatoes.

In July, Julie and Joe took on the task of repainting our patio furniture. This project got off to an inauspicious start when they went through several cans of paint without coming close to finishing the first chair. Even after a return trip to the hardware store for more paint, the problem persisted: each can stopped working after a minute or so, which didn’t bode well for the cost effectiveness of sprucing up the chairs.

Fortunately, after a phone call or two, the very nice folks at the spray paint company speculated that the hardware stores in the area might have gotten a bad batch of paint, and offered to send replacements. When the new paint arrived a week or so later, everyone was much relieved to find that it actually worked, and we now have patio chairs that are a beautiful shade of sage green. The refreshed chairs—Julie also bought new cushions—helped to make the patio a really pleasant place to spend time, which came in handy when I was forced outside to work because the boys were playing with their friends online in our bedroom.

For the first time ever, we even managed to grow actual sunflowers!

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After a bit of cajoling, I convinced Joe to try his hand at a little bit of programming. I’m not sure it’s his favorite thing to do—there are, after all, limitless videos on YouTube to tempt him—but it was fun to work through some problems with him and see things through the eyes of someone who hasn’t been coding for the last 30 years. He got the hang of things pretty quickly, and though there are still a few chapters left in the book we’re using, I’m hopeful that he’s seen enough to know that it’s something he could do if he wanted to. We’re planning to spend more time working our way through the book during the school year.

Of course, all things come to an end, including—no, especially—summer vacation. School started for everyone in the second week of August the same way they ended in June: at home. We’re very fortunate to high-speed Internet and access to the equipment the kids need to participate and do their work. The older kids have hand-me-down laptops and spend their days holed up in their rooms. William has an older, but still functional, iPad in a ruggedized case to help it survive the rigors of being handled by a first grader on a daily basis, and he hangs out at his craft table in the dining room, which is bright and sunny and close to busy spaces like the living room and kitchen so he never feels too isolated or alone.

The change in circumstances called for an update to our usual first day of school pictures. Instead of posing in front of the car with their backpacks and lunchboxes packed and ready for departure, we snapped some photos of them holding their devices, ready to face a day of video chats, online lectures, and electronic assignments.

The album also contains a few shots of one of our last summer projects. For weeks, William had been asking to to make a special snack that one of his substitute teachers brought to class last year: rainbow jello. Through no small effort, Julie was able to acquire the seven (!) jello varieties required and, with a little help from William, put them all together to make the delicious treat you can see in the pictures.

Update: Please note that the rainbow jello pictures were taken by Julia.

Update #2: Corrected the color of the patio chairs from forest green to sage green.

Gallery: Back to School 2020

Legoland and San Diego

This post has been a long time coming: I had planned to put it together all the way back in February, shortly after our family trip to Legoland, but then things got very interesting very quickly.

Before we dig into what we’ve been doing for the last few months, we have a set of photos from the trip, which was a relatively spur-of-the-moment idea that sprang from Julie’s head. I had a day off for Presidents’ Day; Julie’s birthday fell on the same weekend; and the kids all had winter break / ski week the next week. As a result, Julie felt it was practically an imperative that we the take the kids somewhere. Additionally, I’ve long felt like we missed out on taking Julia and Joe to Legoland when they were in their prime Lego-building, Ninjago-watching years. That’s how the five of us ended up piled into the minivan for a road trip Friday evening.

We left after I got home from work (much later than Julie had hoped for, which is important for reasons that will become clear shortly). We planned to have Valentine’s Day dinner at Harris Ranch before the long drive down to Legoland in Carlsbad, which is about half an hour north of San Diego, but things got off to a bit of a rocky start when we realized that a great many other people had also decided to get out of town for the long weekend. It took us around two hours just to get down U.S. 101 to Gilroy, and the situation was complicated further by the fact that Joe was exceptionally well hydrated that day. We finally made it to the interstate, but were way behind schedule: we didn’t arrive at Harris Ranch in Coalinga until after 8:00.

Here, once again, it might have been prudent to listen to Julie’s judgement regarding our schedule: she thought it was late enough that we would be best served by grabbing something at a drive-through and getting on our way, but I thought we wouldn’t take too much of a hit by stopping to kick off the trip with a nice dinner and celebrate Valentine’s Day. Hindsight is always 20/20, of course, but it probably should have been clear already that we were in trouble. We didn’t get back on the road until around 9:30.

The rest of the drive was reasonably uneventful, other than the slowly rising tide of exhaustion that gradually silenced the car. One by one, the kids fell asleep, and eventually even Julie grew quiet, though I’m not sure she ever actually closed her eyes. We finally arrived at the Legoland hotel sometime around 2:30 in the morning, bleary-eyed and barely functioning. We dragged our luggage up to our room and passed out around 3:00, any hope of getting an early start at the park the next morning long gone.

The hotel itself was utterly charming, at least if you’re into Lego. The hallways and rooms were decked out with Lego-themed decor, and there was a daily scavenger hunt for clues that revealed the combination to a treasure chest in the room that was stocked each morning with small Lego kits for the kids. Julie and William especially liked the elevators, which were lit by flashing colored lights and played disco music whenever the cars were in motion.

Legoland itself lived up to expectations, as well. It’s no Disneyland, or even Great America, at least in terms of thrills for adults and older kids, but there were more than enough age-appropriate activities and rides for William. His favorite ride was Lego Ninjago the Ride, which takes you through a series of scenes from the Ninjago TV show, chucking virtual throwing stars at bad guys. There were other, more hands-on activities, as well: William spent a good forty-five minutes building boats out of Lego and sending them down a flume filled with obstacles. The biggest challenge there was making sure that no one else grabbed and disassembled your boat before it reached the bottom.

Even Joe found something to love: he rode the Aquazone Wave Racers—which had a short line because, seeing as it was February, it was pretty chilly in the evening—long after Julie and Julia had retired to the hotel room for the night.

The plan had been to spend one day at the park and then head to the San Diego Zoo Sunday morning, but since we had a late start on Saturday and our passes were good all weekend, we decided to ride a few more rides in the morning and depart a bit later. For once, things went more or less according to plan, and we got to the zoo in the early afternoon after stopping off for a quick lunch at McDonald’s.

Unfortunately, we’d miscalculated on one critical point: we didn’t check the zoo’s hours before planning our day. As it turns out, the San Diego Zoo closes at 5:00 in Februrary, which left us just a few hours to see what we could. We still saw quite a few exhibits, thanks to a very well-executed bus tour, but we really only scratched the surface of what the zoo has to offer.

That said, it might have been for the best, because William was starting to complain that he was tired and wanted to lie down; worse, his nose was starting to run. Unbeknownst to us, these were the first signs of a nasty bug that would eventually get the whole family, including Julia, who never gets sick. But, at the time, we thought that the exertions of the weekend, combined with repeatedly riding the water ride with Joe repeatedly the previous, chilly evening, might have been too much for him.

So, after a detour through the zoo gift shop—William came home with a stuffed narwhal based solely on his affection for the Ben Clanton book series—we made our way to our hotel for the evening. We were all pretty worn out, and nobody was in the mood to put too much work into dinner, so we used Yelp to see if we could find something nearby that would be quick and easy. This led to a truly lucky break: just down the block from the hotel was an unassuming taqueria, La Playa Taco Shop, that was just what we needed: the food was fantastic, and the atmosphere was such that a family of bedraggled tourists wasn’t going to ruin the experience for other patrons. If you’re ever in the Pacific Beach neighborhood in San Diego, Julie strongly recommends the Shrimp a la Diabla.

As tired as we were, the night wasn’t quite through with us yet. Over the course of the evening, I took a hike to the nearest drug store to get some cold medicine for William, who was growing more sniffly by the hour; we tried and largely failed to get Joe into the pool—he really wanted to swim, but was feeling a little self-conscious because he was 13 and there were some other young adults in the pool; and William somehow managed to lose his second tooth.1

Morning came quickly. We took the boys down to a restaurant on the beach for breakfast; having spent all of the previous two days with the family, Julia was more than ready for some alone time in the hotel room. After wandering around near the water line for a bit, we piled back into the car to begin the trip northward.

We started off by taking the scenic route along the coast from San Diego to La Jolla, where, had things gone differently with my then-employer in 1998, we might be living today. We spent some time driving around town, failing to locate some landmarks I had dredged up from twenty-year-old memories of my earlier visit. Eventually, we ended up at La Jolla Shores, a beautiful, mile-long stretch of beach, giving Joe and William the opportunity to stretch their legs and play in the surf for a couple hours before the long drive up the interstate (Julia, true to form, sat in a chair reading a book).

The rest of the trip was blissfully uneventful. We took a slight detour through Anaheim so we could have a quick dinner at Portillo’s, which still doesn’t have a location in Northern California. And we took a slightly longer side trip into Los Angeles in an effort to fulfill Julia’s desire to see the Hollywood sign, but we were too late: the lights were already off for the evening by the time we got there.

After that, it was more or less a straight shot home, where we arrived at the relatively sane hour of midnight.

There’s a lot more to be said about what we did—and, just as importantly, what we didn’t do over the intervening months—but I’ve gone on long enough and these pictures aren’t getting any fresher, so that will have to wait for another time.

Gallery: Legoland


  1. William lost his first tooth back on January 20. ↩︎