Swung by La Jolla and wanted to visit their contemporary art museum for a few years and finally got the chance to swing through again.
The museum was a bit underwhelming except for a few pieces.
But, the beach, or should I say coast line, is very nice. We walked on this pathway that wrapped around the coastline and took in the sun, the wind, the waves…
About the middle of the path was a dike used to protect the sandy beach, we walked on it.
We left, we walked some more, and we got hungry.
A few days later, Ellis said she wanted to fly a kite. Who da hell flies a kite these days? And, where did she learn about flying kites? But, we took her to a beach where we thought it might be neat to fly a kite.
After we arrived, Ellis heard music blaring out of store off the beach and instantly got into a trance.
It was difficult competing against that annoying sound for Ellis’ attention, but we managed to get sand under her feet.
And off to kiting we go! (Is kiting the correct verb form for flying a kite?)
After our kiting misadventure, Ellis wanting to play in the park. It’s a park but also part of muscle beach where beefcakes come here to flex their muscles.
Ellis took the opportunity to work on her balance
I took the opportunity to work on taking photographs
At least during the day time, Ellis seems to be off diapers. The potty training undies really work. Now, if we could only get her to eat right while she’s at daycare. Not sure why she wouldn’t eat at school. She would only eat rice. Is it food pickiness or separation anxiety? Who knows. But, after about two months, she still cries each morning we say goodbye. Maybe she just misses me so.