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"Bo-dega Bay House"


On Friday morning at about 5:30am, my family and I stuffed ourselves (and some food!) in a rental van and headed to up to Bodega Bay, about an hour or so north or San Francisco.  It was a nice, relaxing (if you know my family you know we all need to calm down once in awhile) weekend getaway for my parents, my sister and her husband, Louie, and for Wyatt and myself.  My brother and his family met us there from San Francisco. 


Here we are, stuffed in a van, right after the sun finally made it's daily appearance.

I'm sure this is what love looks like afte 34 years.

Wyatt managed to smuggle some work into the vacation vehicle.  LAME!

Who needs a map or a GPS when we're got our own navigator?

Our vacation driver.

Into hour 3 and Wyatt is still doing work...

Everyone needs a snack break.

Hello, jolly ol' San Francisco!


Some Kodak moments before we headed into Sausalito.


Cute, right?  Son-in-laws with my parents!

What was supposed to be "faking" falling off the edge could have easily turned out as reality.

 


Love at it's best.




Lunch on a bench in Sausalito.

Great burger!

We had to buy a Starbucks (because you know they had to force me)...

...so we could use the bathrooms.

After Starbucks, we definitely couldn't just pass the ice cream store without having a BIG small taste.

Here's a tour of the house we rented...

We definitely stocked up the kitchen, considering we were only there for 2 1/2 days.  We left with more food than we brought...I think.

All the bedrooms were downstairs.

Master bedroom.  Outside these sliding doors on the right was a spa (that we never used).

Master bathroom (that everyone used).  Not gonna lie, the other ones were kind of creepy and dark.

Bedroom #2

Bedroom #3

Other half of bedroom #3

Waiting for the "other" Guiao family to arrive.

We are obviously not scrabble pros

Wyatt's winning triple word score:  "Mayo"

Day #1 ending in Bodega Bay

Mady and her bff, Nintendo DS

The boys going for an early morning run.

There  why we do not take pictures in the morning.  I think this says it all...

Mady and her DS!

Guiao family in the kitchen...such a normality.

Waking up to a beautiful day in Bodega Bay.

Myranda.  There are just no words...

Madysen


Mady thinks Uncle Wyatt is pretty cool. :)


Myranda attempting to play Jenga alone...watch out for the fallingblocks!

Kaycee partied too hard the night before.  She woke up late.



The girls attack Uncle Louie for food!

Singing & Dancing

Oh, Wyatt...just one BIG sigh after the next.

You could say we resemble each other.

Mady- the athlete of the bunch.


Three girls in the back in a van full of uncles and ninangs.

Lunch break already?


This was a site to see?

Where we watched for whales...GORGEOUS!

You could say we were blown away.  (Bad joke, I know, but I'm sure you laughed a little.)




Everyone needs a snack.

COFFEE BREAK!




Myranda- quite possibly the funniest person I know.

Wyatt: "Myranda, take a picture with me."
Myranda:  "No TANK, Uncle Wyatt."
(Hey, at least there was a "tanks".)


Beach time!



Mama in the front, kids in the back.

Could not get enough of this game.

My brother's choice for leisurely reading...

Girls' choice.

Yuy, Filipino cooking!

A well-balanced diet consisting of beer...

...and fruit.

So that was all that noise downstairs!

What a mess!

Another day gone by in Bodega Bay.

Picking snot?  Not sure what's going on here.  Whatever it is, it sure looks like love.

Mady "doin' homework".

Another time out for Myranda. :(

Mady & Kaycee waiting for Myranda's time out to be executed.

Family pic!

One last stop at the Golden Gate Bridge on the way home.





Time to go home... :(

All in all, a wonderful weekend with the family.  The older I get, the more I appreciate the time we all get to spend together, even if it's just for two days, in one big house, doing absolutely nothing.  What a great weekend!

God Bless,
Kat

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