Home Town Tour

Andrew gave us a "more than full" tour of Yorba Linda yesterday. We started in Irvine and drove by the house that Andrew was born in, literally. He was a home birth baby and this is where the magic happened:


The road signs to prove it:


We then made our way to Yorba Linda for a neighborhood tour. Here is the house Andrew grew up in from 1st-12th grades. I loved the neighborhood because tons of the neighbors had 1/2 acre plots and lots of horses. I would move there in a second if I could:


1st, 2nd, 3rd grade elementary school:


Once someone diagnosed Andrew with being smart, he switched over to the GATE program at another elementary school:


We drove to Andrew's middle school and let Blake play around the adjacent playground. Here is a video of Blake playing on his truck (best $10 we ever spent):


Unfortunately, when Blake was sitting still on his truck a little girl on a bike ran head on into him. He flew over the steering wheel and hit his head on the cement. When I ran over his head had a small split in it that just opened up like a hole. It didn't bleed as much as I thought, but it sure did widen enough to make me think we might need a stitch to close it up. So we ended up getting a tour of the ER where Andrew got stitches as a kid. The doctor said he could stitch it, but he didn't want to risk leaving railroad track scars so we went home with some taping and instructions to keep the wound dry for 24 hours. I was really happy he didn't need stitches, but at the same time I wish I could have faced that fear I worry about all the time. At least now I know how the ER works and it hopefully won't be that scary for me the next time he really does need stitches.

Blake thought it was cool to be that close to real ambulances:


He was such a good sport:


After being in the ER for over an hour we did a drive by tour of Andrew's high school. We ate terrible food at a nostalgic restaurant and were too pooped to attempt anymore fun so we drove back to the condo:


This morning Blake is doing great and seems to not even know anything happened. His hair is gross and I can't wait to give him a bath tonight. We are staying local so we can meet up with Ellen and Jessica after lunch. Tomorrow, we might hit the La Brea Tar Pits and do some fabric shopping at Mood (from the show Project Runway).