No, really. I do want to see all family (and other peoples, I suppose) in California. Which is undoubtedly the most glorious, wonderful, awesome, brilliant, magnificent, marvelous, fantastic, fabulous, glorious, perfect state ever to exist. So glorious and perfect (and everything else) that no words describe. I’m sure you all agree with me. If you don’t, exit this blog immediately. Many strong opinions about such things as West coast beaches being indescribably better than their Eastern counterparts, California being incredibly awesome, and the many reasons why NOT to live ANYWHERE but California will be expressed in this blog.
If you haven’t guessed, it is Camryn writing this post.
So far, a certain Little Mister’s toilet training is greatly improved. He no longer puts up a fight not to wear underwear. But he does look hilarious in the plastic pants.
Otherwise, nothing is happening. All in all, a very humdrum Sunday.
Farewell once more friends. May we reunite on Doran Beach in the glorious state of California.
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