This was a blog about my adventures with Joe. Then, along came Nia. Four years later, along came Stage 3 breast cancer. Fast forward two years, and I'm now caring for my dad while he fights his own cancer battle.
She turned 2 and we decided to celebrate with our first trip to Tahoe in 2 1/2 years. It was a great trip (minus our favorite deli moving to Reno, and minus my purse getting snatched from Commons Beach). Seriously, it was a great trip. We woke up to snow on two mornings, and then even had a warm beachy day the day before we left. Nia LOVED playing in the snow -- even the ancient dirty snow still lurking the shadows when we first arrived. I'm glad it snowed so she could see the real deal, and taste it, which she did. A lot. She loved the idea of snow balls and throwing them. She took one in the house and threw it at Joe! Speaking of throwing, we taught her how to throw rocks in the lake, and how to make chocolate chip cookies on cold days. She had her first mug of hot chocolate, too (didn't impress her much, though). She did eat leeks for the first time, though, and loved them!
It has taken us so long to head up the mountain because of the daunting multi-hour car ride. So to break it up, Nia and I took the train from San Jose to Sacramento, while Joe drove. That was definitely the way to go!
I'd say this was the first vacation with Nia that truly felt like a vacation -- not just caring for a baby in a new setting. We all had a really lovely time, and were blue to come back. (Though Santa Cruz isn't too shabby!)
Can't wait to go again, especially when the weather is warmer!