I flew into San Francisco last Sunday. Uncle Chris picked Mom and myself up at the airport and we drove to Davis. Aunt Shelia & Uncle Pete live there. At their house I saw Tha tha & Grandma Judy.
Who are you? Oh, Cousin Maya. Hello. I like your dog.
Wow! This is great! Davis has an awesome park.
What the hell is this stuff? Mom, why did you put me here? Yuck.
I got a ride on Uncle Chris's shoulders. It turned out to be a very exciting, long day.