Spending six hours on a plane with a toddler who was riled out of bed two hours earlier than normal and only slept for twenty minutes on the flight wasn't exactly my favorite way to spend a Saturday morning, but it was bearable thanks to a plethora of snacks and satellite TV. Thankfully both Matt and Ella were relatively well behaved on the trip, and when I stepped foot off the plane and into the Southern California sunshine it was all worth it. It's the first time we've been back to The Golden State since moving away 2.5 years ago. Even though we were nowhere near our old Bay Area stomping grounds, it still felt a bit nostalgic to be back.