When we got to California, we stayed on a yacht that's being refurbished. Grandpa let me steer.
Now is a good chance to catch up on my sleep.
Mom pretended we were cruising the Caribbean Sea but we were really just in Long Beach.
Afterwards, we went to Balboa Beach...
where mom dipped me in the Pacific.
I'm not really sure how I feel about the experience.
Balboa Beach has really big waves that break close to shore.
I hung out with Grandma and my cousin Abigail...
while Grandpa buried my cousin Hannah in the sand.
The old man and the sea... and Mom
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