Today, we took the trolley to Fisherman's Warf with Kiki and the Dude. Trey LOVED the Trolley, and by LOVED I mean
crying hysterically the entire time we were in line to get back on for the ride up the hill, pointing at it, trying to climb the fence to get to it, and refusing to go play (while one person held our spot in line) presumably because he just wanted to be close to it. He was then totally happy once we were aboard again. For the ride down, Trey was front and center. For the ride back up, we were in the middle, and Trey being the super cool dude he is, insisted on standing (on Daddy's lap) and holding onto the pole. Trey also loved watching the Sea Lions and then took his 2nd carousel ride. He did cry on his ride with Daddy because he decided he didn't like his chosen horse . . . and then switched several more times . . . He's not a spoiled, only child at all! I missed the crying picture, but I got him pouting. We got some lunch and some chocolate at Ghirardelli, but Trey was really too tired to care! He just wanted the trolley!
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| At breakfast watching Elmo - after drinking OJ from a coffee cup (like "the guys") |
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| He LOVED watching the waves crash on the rocks. |
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| T and the guy in the checkered shirt stared at each other for about 30 seconds: no smiling, just staring . . . it was kinda weird . . . but maybe there is a "cool factor" there I just don't get . . . |
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