Here are some photos from Saturday's Concert in the Park - below is our friend Mark, his daughter Kelsie (foreground) and Cora.
So you probably have heard about (or felt) our little earthquake Tuesday. Cora, Grandma and I were down in Hollywood in the cool Larchmont area for an eye appointment, on the seventh floor of a tall building, so we felt it pretty strongly. It was a bit of a worry, and we decided to take the stairs down instead of the elevator. Of course I had brought the heavy jogger stroller instead of the lightweight stroller, so I carried Cora and my mom carried down the stroller, with some help from a nice man who was leaving the same office as us.Once we got down to the street, we immediately noticed a low-flying police helicopter circling overhead. Cora pointed it out, too. Then we saw several LAPD cars pull up in front of the Wells Fargo bank right across the street from us,and officers got out with their guns drawn. Great! An earthquake and now a bank robbery? You've got to be kidding! But we then learned that the earthquake most likely set off the alarm, and it was a false alarm. (Thanks Grandpa, sometimes it comes in handy having law enforcement in the family!)
So we made our way to the Starbucks, to get some nerve-calming caffeine, and I'm pretty sure it was Topher Grace (That 70s Show) with two guy friends coming out as we were in the doorway.
You don't get much more of an L.A. experience than that!
In the afternoon, Stace, Cora and I went to Hurricane Harbor, and Cora was even more fearless than on our previous trips. She loved the wave pool, and didn't mind the waves lapping into her chest and face. She also went on the baby slides by herself, and marched around in areas she didn't love on our prior trips.
