Memorial day weekend is usually spent sipping cold drinks and playing in the sand at Mission bay with our friends, but this year Kaili had other plans. Early Saturday morning she woke up shaking with a screaming fever and it scared the shit out of me. I don’t know why but fevers intimidate me.

I should have known something was wrong when she was begging and I’m not exaggerating, begging to go to bed at 5:30 pm. The fever hung around for  2 days and then the runny nose and cough kicked in.

Although she wasn’t feeling well she kept asking to go to the beach so by Monday we headed down. She started out whiny and we weren’t sure if she would even last.

But it’s like I have always said, sunshine makes everything better and soon enough she was enjoying herself.

Someone who is afraid of the ocean sure didn’t mind the bay.

Dinner time was approaching so we decided to wrangle up all the kids and head into Old Town for some Mexican food. Mmm, enchiladas.

We avoided the popular tourist spots and tucked into a corner restaurant that was perfect for three little ones to dance around and act a fool.

I held up pretty well but at the end of the evening I was d-o-n-e and Kaili was wiped,we were all ready for bed.