Hi everyone! I decided to start a blog to keep you up to date with our busy lives. The name Pickle Pina is something Jace and I made up. I would ask his name and he would say it was Jace Pickle Pina. So Larry became Daddy Pickle Pina and I am Emmy (extra mommy) Pickle Pina.
We had the best weekend ever!! We did more in the past three days than most families do in a three week vacation. We are all exhusted but have so many amazing memories. I will be posting pictures of our trip over the next few days.
The first big adventure began with Jace's first plane ride. He had been so excited about the plane. We had been counting the days until his first big flight. On the way to the airport his job was to watch for planes in the sky and lookout for our plane.
Once we had parked the car, taken the bus to our terminal, and made it through security I was ready to head back home. Trying to take a curious two year old through security along with my purse, Jace's backpack and two carry on bags is no small task. The TSA agent asked Jace for his driver's license and he said "I rode the bus" which was a very smart answer.
This is Jace watching planes getting ready. He could have stayed there all day.
The 3 weeks leading up to this big ride required much bargaining on my part. Jace is very wise for his age. First, he said he didn't want to ride the plane and said that he wanted to ride the "heliplopter." I told him that we had to take the plane and he said that HE would "drive it." Those of you who know Jace will know that he has a history of trying to drive so this desire is not unusual for him. I countered his offer with an offer to let him buckle his own seatbelt and we had a deal.
Once buckled in we were off. Here's Larry and Jace.
Here's a picture of me and Jace.
He kept busy during the flight by drinking soda
And listening to Bob Marley
It was a very good flight and I was very proud of him for being so well behaved. Since it was his first flight the nice flight attendant gave him a certificate, luggage tag, crayons, playing cards and anything else she could find in the Southwest swag drawer.
My favorite part of the flight was about half way through when he turned to me and said "I'm all done with the airplane" and he was ready to get off the plane.
We walked around the shops and had quick lunch before we hit the beach. Then we walked down the pier and narrowly escaped being hit by a fish that a lady had just caught on her pole. Jace found all of this to be fascinating and wanted to fish too.
