California Road Trip: San Fran to LA. Day 3!
But of course I can never let a good thing come to an end (only child syndrome symptom I suppose) and I convinced Jenny to play a ball toss game. Six tries later and I didn’t pop one single balloon. Not one. And some little show off 6 year old next to me hit three right in a row no problem. Embarrassed beyond repair, I grabbed my stuffed squirrel consolation prize and dragged Jenny (who did actually break a balloon – just to show me up I’m sure) and headed South for Pismo Beach.