"Remember when, 30 seemed so old..."

Here are a few of the pictures Oprah took at the beach the other day. It got me wondering how everyone I know seems to have such beautiful kids (I am not including Buck in this for purposes of humility). Maybe it's just that kids are beautiful because they are so innocent and take such joy in just doing whatever it is they're doing. Totally could just be the pink sunglasses, though.
Buck is a big dancer. It cracks me up how he gyrates his hips whenever someone starts singing. Now that he's climbing on everything, he "dances" a lot more. Come to think of it - his dad dances just like him!

So much happened yesterday that there will be a few posts today, to give each thing the proper attention (if I get to it). We're going to an Angel's game today. Very excited. Of course, they're playing the A's and somehow, everytime we go to a game (here and in Toronto), the team we've come to watch is playing the A's. I only know one person who likes the A's - and he's not here (but will be soon!).

Lastly, something that occured to me yesterday is the fact that we never could have had this great time unless we first left California. It's bittersweet to think that the intense fun comes at the cost of leaving it all behind. There has got to be some kind of lesson in that - but interpretation is not the point of this blog.