For a change of scenery, we decided to spend spring break and Easter on the west coast. As you know Jason has been there non stop, and the kids wanted to get a glimpse of “daddy’s work” as they call it.
Friday afternoon, the kids and I landed in sunny Los Angeles, even with jet lagged and all, I felt like we needed to hit the ground running. Sure, I was dying to get to the beach, but my head was spinning, because I didn’t have Easter gifts for the kids. I would have packed care packages for each of them, but with stuffed suitcases, two carry ons for snacks and iPads, and three kids in tow, this solo traveling mama didn’t have room for baskets, treats and unopened toys.
I know this trip will be one that they will never forget, but I didn’t want them to lose sight of the Easter at the expense of our fun in the sun. Call me nostalgic, but I feel that all holidays are super important and always want the kids to hold them close to their hearts. Once we were settled, I headed to the store and stocked up on baskets, toys, chocolates and some hollow plastic eggs for an egg hunt. I was going to skip the easter eggs hunt, because the kids enjoyed an egg dig in my parents backyard last weekend, but I knew that Jason wanted to be part of the festivities since he was away.
The night before Easter, we had a late dinner with friends, after a long day at the beach. By the time we got home, the kids were exhausted and asleep in the car, so they couldn’t leave out carrots for the Easter Bunny. We tucked them in, and Jason and I built their baskets, and hid plastic eggs around the house.
Early Sunday morning, we were woken by happy cheers about how the Easter bunny found them in California. Their baskets included plenty of beachy treats like kites and sand toys, in addition to little bunnies, books, and some games for the plane ride home. After they enjoyed their baskets and scoured the house for the eggs we filled with money and chocolate, we headed to an early breakfast before church. Donned in their Easter garb, we set out to a local cafe on the beach. The vibe was so laid back that it almost didn’t feel like a holiday. It was early, and not many people were dressed up but it didn’t matter as we frolicked along the beach collecting sea shells with our Easter baskets. Definitely not our typical Easter morning, but a memorable one indeed.
To add to the festivities, we checked into the Loews Santa Monica Beach Hotel that afternoon. The Loews was super family friendly, with each child receiving a special backpack upon check in, which included a Sprout Chica stuffed animal-quite appropriate, activity coloring book, and a toothbrush. Each child was totally psyched to have their own pack for toting around their toys and things.
We dropped our bags in the gorgeous Ocean Front Room with views of the Santa Monica Pier, and quickly headed to the pool. Even though the weather was only in the high 60’s, the kids splashed around for hours in the heated pool, never complaining about the cold.
After the pool, the kids had a bubble bath, and we grabbed some dinner at a neighboring burger joint on the beach with some friends and their kids. The Loews Santa Monica hotel is so centrally located, it was walking distance to so many places, making it super easy to stroll around with the kids. We went up the Pier where the kids went on some of the rides and played games. By sunset, the kids were pretty exhausted, especially with the time change messing up their schedules, so we headed back to the hotel, without dessert. We returned to the room to find that the Loews had arranged for some cookies and milk for kids and a savory treat for Jason and I, it was a perfect way to end our Easter Sunday.
This year, we may not have colored eggs the night before, spent the day with the rest of our family, or baked our yearly bunny cake, but at the end of the day, it certainly felt like Easter. And, best of all, we were all together- our family of five.
Thank you Loews Hotel for providing accommodations.