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Top 15 Moments from a 3-Week Road Trip





























15. Spending an afternoon being useful to my blind Grandma
14. Making my 4-month-old nephew, Noah, smile
13. Eating pizza on the sand during sunset at Seaport Village, San Diego
12. Requesting songs from the mariachi band with Aunt Grace
11. Introducing the kids to ballpark wieners at the Padres game on Fourth of July
10. Watching Grayson hit a single on the Petco kid's field
9. Laughing at Lucie's "Ooooo!" every morning when she re-saw the fountain in the hotel lobby
8. Sitting in the hot sand at Hotel del Coronado while the kids played on the rocks
7. Grayson's "YES!" after going on nearly all of the fast water slides at Knott's Soak City
6. Drip castles at La Jolla
5. Pina coladas delivered poolside in Palm Springs
4. Lucie keeping the pool deck clear of all those pesky flip-flops (and cluttering up the pool with a sea of floating shoes)
3. Rob and Grayson winning the "Fastest Slide" competition
2. Afternoon naps
1. Lucie's ruffled bikini-clad bottom

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