Sunday we went to church in Carlsbad, and met the granddaughter of the man who was our first bishop in Hawaii. I love those "small world" moments.
Then we went to the Birch Aquarium, which was very interesting.
While we were there, the girls tried their hand at presenting the news.
Then it was back to the sea. We walked up and down the beach in La Jolla, looking for shells and letting the waves lap at our feet.
We had a nice dinner out at the Olive Garden, and then returned to our room and basically crashed.
The next day, we drove back to La Jolla to see if we could spot some seals, which we did. We went to Shell Beach, where Alyssa ran and ran, and Anna looked for shells.
Then it was off to Mission Bay in San Diego, where we played miniature golf at Belmont Park, and the girls rode on the Tilt-a-Whirl.
Then we went to see Up!, after which we drove back to the beach. Unfortunately, Alyssa was pretty much worn out by now, and not even sitting in the movie theater for a couple of hours could stave off a bad case of ballistic whining. It was not pretty.
We went to bed early, got up early, and drove to Utah without incident. Today, I've been working hard, while the girls have been running amok with Grandma and the cousins. I miss the little buggers, and can't wait to leave work so I can hear how their day went.