Our boys got their first taste of an amusement park along the Santa Cruz boardwalk. We spent an evening there, and all four of the older cousins were completely thrilled with the rides. (Some of the adults, on the other hand, were a little nauseous after chaperoning the children on them.)
One of the fun moments of this trip was when we decided, spur of the moment, that all the parents were going to ditch our kids for a few minutes and go on an adult roller coaster. It was five minutes before closing, and the attendant told us to forego buying tickets and simply go on the ride before we missed it. Within moments, we all un-leashed ourselves from the kids, threw them at poor Sheila and Sarah, and dashed toward the roller coaster. But... it was so much fun.
This is supposedly a picture of the streetcar... but somehow I wind up looking only at Justin every time I look at this picture.
Back at the house in Santa Cruz, the cousins all had such an amazing time with each other. We were so thankful and blessed to see the friendships that are developing between these guys.
Adam, in the kitchen doing some cooking. On our last night in Santa Cruz, he cooked a marinara clam sauce that Justin says I "have" to get the recipe for. (Adam? Recipe please?)