As with each summer that we visit San Diego, our week always comes to an end. In some ways, it's just the right length of time. After all, putting up with the three kids constantly racing around supermarkets and 7-11 was a real bear. On the other hand, it's always way too soon. We had so much fun and the kids were so bummed to be leaving their cousin.
But it was time to go. We had a yummy pancake breakfast with Aunt Karen, Uncle David and Spencer and we set off...stopping just once for a letterboxing-themed picnic and again for a short visit with Grandpa Ryder in Fresno. It's nice to be home...even though I hear Spencer is now pointing to every red mommymobile, thinking it's us...
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