Welcome to California

On our first day here, we were all a little jetlagged. Jack did pretty good overall, but spent most of Monday and Tuesday sleeping. He woke up looking groggy both mornings:

I snapped a few pics of our temporary corporate digs. It's in a pretty nondescript apartment complex and everything is pretty neutral, but it really is enough square feet for us.  It has two bedrooms, two baths, a pretty small kitchen, a living room / dining room, and a little balcony. The best part is that we are on the third floor, so there's no one above us. The worst part is that we're on the third floor in a building with no elevator.

Jack enjoying California's PBS station.

Jack's room. Oddly enough, the place doesn't have widow
coverings, so Justin hung extra blankets from the blinds.

 We got Jack a bedrail for his twin bed, because on Tuesday night, I found him curled up with his pillow and blanket in the far back corner of the walk-in closet in his room. Oops :) Other than that, he's been doing fabulous in his "big big boy bed!" And the change of scenery in his room really hasn't messed him up at all.

Kitchen.

 The apartment does have an awesome pool and deck with a hot tub, which we visited on Tuesday. Jack loved it! He had a blast "swimming" and has been asking for the pool ever since.

On Tuesday night we went to visit Daddy at work for dinner. Here are our visitor tags. I couldn't take any more pictures than that, or I think I would have been tasered by the security guard.

On Wednesday, Jack and I explored Cupertino a little more. He got a haircut, we went to Target, and did other routine things. We stumbled upon this awesome park in the middle of town. It is huge, with tons of water fountains, bridges, and playgrounds. We were there early, but we went back in the afternoon to play with other kids. He had a blast. He especially loved feeding and chasing the ducks. If you know me at all, you know I am obsessed with ducks and I love watching them, following them, and feeding them. It seems Jack is the same way!

Throwing crackers to the geese, mostly.

He liked to get down on their level to look them in the eye.

One Momma duck and SIXTEEN baby ducks!! (I counted!) 

"Daddy duck!"