When I told people I was going to California, they usually responded with a "hey- enjoy the beach!" or "whoa-- enjoy the city!"
What most people don't realize is that California is a HUGE state and most of it is not city or by the ocean. A lot of it is farmland.
And that's where a lot of my extended family is -- dotted in smaller towns, towns you may not know, in places quite far from L.A., San Francisco and any beach.
But that doesn't mean that it's any less fun to get away for a little bit.
My grandma's house is especially fun. Besides being full of memories of running around with my cousins, it hasn't changed really at all since my grandparents bought it in the 1960s. Same stove, couch, wallpaper... everything.
My grandma is 94 and I loved seeing her with my cousins' children -- her great-grandchildren. There's something amazing about seeing generations together like that.
92 years of difference doesn't really mean anything.
We also went over to wander nearby lavender farms, which was gorgeous but even better seen through toddler eyes.
I also got sunburned, so you know the weekend was worth it.
xo, erika
p.s. don't worry-- it wasn't on purpose. I'm definitely pro-sunscreen.