No, I haven’t disappeared from the internet. I’ve spent the last few days with my family, celebrating the 80th birthday of my wonderful Grandma. I grew up in Southern California, but my family has long dispersed throughout the country. Our chances to see one another are few and very very very far between. Upon hearing that a surprise 80th birthday party was in the works, the Beez family eagerly packed up for the trip!
Flying with kids is not easy. It’s not so bad when they are tiny infants and don’t do anything but sleep, eat and poop. The worst flight we had was when Baby Beez was about 18 months old, walking and full of energy, and we were too foolish to get her her own seat. She spent the whole flight squirming and screaming. Once the kid is walking age, get them their own seat. Sure, you can keep them on your lap til their 2, but it will be awful and you will hate everything. It’s nice to be out of that time where forgetting something at home is a total crisis. I still need to bring diapers and sippy cups and everything, but if I forget something, replacements are usually easy enough to pick up or I can improvise. It’s nice to be out of that zone where forgetting a bottle or a binkie or whatever means complete crisis.
This isn’t to say that flying with a toddler is a joy. It’s certainly not. But it has toned down from complete torture to annoying inconvenience, and future travels look to get better and better.
Grandma was shocked by all the excited guests. She and Grandpa were crying so many happy tears.
We had her party at The Castaway, a restaurant high up in the hills surrounding Burbank. They serve a generous, delicious buffet style bunch, with bottomless mimosas to boot! I have a taste for the fine things as well as life’s basic pleasures. Few things can make me happier than a plate full of mini corndogs and a glass of green champagne (for St. Pat’s of course)
The more refined offerings on the menu included osso buco and oysters on the half shell. They were all delicious, and the variety of options is perfect for a party.
One of The Castaway’s signature features is its beautiful view. It was a little cloudy when we arrived, but it cleared up beautifully.
And we took the opportunity to gather together for family photos.
Baby Beez stole my iPhone for a bit, and showed off her artistic side. She knows how to activate Siri, but all she keeps telling Siri is “iPhone,” and then Siri keeps directing her to the online Apple Store. Baby Beez is better with the camera than with the Siri.
Grandma and Grandpa were so happy to see all their beloved family and friends. It was so sad to have to part ways at the end of the weekend, not knowing when we’ll gather back together, but it was wonderful getting to spend a little time together.