Mom took me to the beach with Katherine and Rebecca, and a couple of other friends met us there. I was all set to play in the sand, but it turned out to be a cold, grey, windy day, so I spent the time curled against Mom in a sling. All I can say is, Santa Cruz sure isn't Santa Monica.The sun came out and the temperature rose about 10 degrees exactly at the moment Mom was putting my travel throne back into the car. Figures.
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