andersens in san diego

Also known as: "Our trip to Sandy Ego." (kids are awesome.)

Kent started a new job.
It's basically his dream job. Or rather, his dream project. Imagine the job every teenage boy that plays video games hopes to do someday---working for a company that makes video games that you can live in. Virtual reality gaming. 

Anyway, as interviews were happening, and we realized he'd probably be leaving his previous job, we decided to use up some PTO and take a trip. 
We planned to go to San Diego. About four days later.

We found a house to rent, we invited Kent's parents to join us, 
packed up the car, and we were off.

 We were so so happy that Kent's parents came. The kids were so happy to be with Grammer and Papa for the weekend!

 And that ocean? Just steps away from our back door? 
I'm pretty sure if I lived there I'd never get anything accomplished because I'd be sitting right there on that rock all.day.long.

 Christian started walking just days before this trip, 
and the house we rented was a split-level (read: LOTS of stairs),
so an incredible amount of energy was spent by all four grown-ups just making sure this kid didn't die.

This trip was so perfect. 

Yeah it was crazy at times (particularly driving home with Christian....we ended up stopping halfway and getting a hotel because he was losing it)

but it was exactly what we'd hoped. A time for our family to get away from the day to day and make some happy memories.