Once upon a time I had a super cool Great-Grandma (Nana), and she lived in a far away land called California. Mom loves the beach and Dad had never been to Cali, so I decided I'd take them with me on a grand adventure.
First, I wore my best preppy outfit for the plane ride to impress the ladies.
I was a flying champion. Mom fell in love with me even more because I snuggled with her for 3 hours. When we got to Nana's, I stripped it down because it was 95 degrees and there is no air conditioning.
Then, it was time to sport my beach duds. I'm the coolest surfer EVER.
At first I was a bit skeptical of this "Ocean" thingy.
But then Grandma took me to dip my toes in and I decided it was just like a ginormous bathtub. And I LOVE bath time!
So much, in fact, that Daddy took me out to the really big waves! I shrieked and giggled. It was amazing.
The sun and waves are really tiring, so I had to take plenty of rests on the beach blanket.
Don't worry, resting time didn't get wasted. I worked on my reading skills, cause Mom says that is what she likes to do after shark dodging.
I even changed into my special crab outfit for the occassion. It's important to be dressed appropriately you know. That and I pooped in my swim diaper.
Life wasn't all just fun in the sun. Daddy, Mommy, Papa and Grandma all went to a baseball game at Petco Stadium. Us boys were pumped - and mom too - cause Papa taught her how to like baseball when she was a bitum like me.
Like my new hat? I have to grow into it.
We did something fun everyday, but the bestest fun was Disneyland! Mom snuggled me all day and took me on lots of rides! I would have totes gone on the Matterhorn, but it was closed. Lame.
California is my favorite. I wanna go back, but next time, I want Nana to be there. And I want to not get roundworm.
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