On a clear day...you can see the ocean

My time in San Diego has flown by. I can't believe that I have been here for almost 3 weeks. Time flies when you are having fun.

Bryan and I went hiking up Mount Woodson, an incredible little hill with twists and turns around huge, oddly-shaped boulders. We started our hike around 9:30 a.m. with a plan to be finished in two hours time. Bryan took me up the only way he knew...and the journey began.

When Bryan doesn't think he is being funny, he actually says the funniest things. The hike began with him telling a story about feces. That's right, poo. He proceeded to point out every piece of poo on the trail. I don't know if this is a boy thing, or what, but I couldn't help but laugh. Not to be all gross on the subject, but we passed one area heavily infested with droppings and he said, "Is that what I think it is." I said, "Probably." We passed it, I-thinking that I should avoid it, and he-thinking out loud, "Either that is one extraordinary round poo, or there is a huge bunny somewhere." Honestly, I had to stop to catch my breath from laughing.

Not only did we discuss what animals we thought were up on Mount Woodson after analyzing (more like him analyzing) the droppings, we had to stop at every really big boulder so that he could pee off of it. *Smacking my head 'Oi'

While walking we had a very deep conversation about what he wants to be when he grows up.

Lindsey (L): Dude, it would be so cool to be like a trailblazer where you get to make trails and stuff. Don't you think?

Bryan (B): Yeah. That would be fun.

Then we started climbing uphill and he said,

B: Yeah, um trailblazing is out.

L: So, Bryan, what do you want to be when you grow up?

B: Well, when I grow up I want to watch all the episodes of the Simpsons, play games all day, stay at home, stuff like that.

L: Don't you need a job to help you make money so you can stay at home and play games?

B: I'm not going up that trail.

I think this my favorite thing he said,

B: Look at that boulder. It looks like a heart that has fallen over. Yeah, sometimes love sleeps.

We stopped every quarter mile and looked at the view. He would tell me about the lakes, and where everyone lives, and how far away the fire was. We sat on a boulder at one of our look out points and talked about the sky and the ocean and what a beautiful day it was and how you could see the ocean on a clear day. I asked him where he thought all those amazing boulders came from and he said, "I think they fell from Heaven." He was pretty serious about his answer, so I didn't provide any alternative.

The next day, Bryan and I went to the beach. It was gorgeous..and why should I be surprised, you ask? Well, it rained 4 of 5 days last week, so I have been relishing this amazing weather. Yes, it is 70 degrees outside :) We stopped at Jack in the Box, my favorite Fast Food. That's right!! We got lucky and found parking right next to Torrey Pines Beach. We laid out a blanket and a chair and he raced to the ocean. I brought my swanky camera and started messing around with it. Bryan entertained himself for 3 hours while I took pictures, read and napped. It was too chilly to sun bathe, but my skin was happy...and I was completely content.

He got out and we packed up the car, but wanted to walk along the beach to collect rocks for mom. And I needed to not be so lazy. So, we walked down the beach and this ranger/beach dude came up to us pointing at the ocean saying he saw a whale. We looked and as soon as he pointed in the general direction, we saw the whales come up for air before disappearing. He said they must have started migrating early this year. I have never seen a whale from the beach before. It was pretty awesome.

As we walked, we noticed that a huge fog was rushing over the water. The beautiful sunset disappeared behind this enormous fog. We watched down the coastline as people, boats, surfers and kayakers disappeared. It was like this big fog monster eating everything up. We stopped and stood still to see how fast it was going. Within 1 minute, we were completely overtaken. I don't know whose brilliant idea it was, but we tried to outrun the fog. The fog won by a landslide.

We got in the car, cranked the heat and went home to start the Star Wars trilogy. On the way he looked at his watch and said, "12 more hours till I'm a tween." Can you believe he will be 10 in 10 minutes!? Yeah, me either....

I remember leaving for college when Bryan was 1 year old. I thought that he would forget me, so I created this special book for him with a story and pictures, so that my parents could read it to him and so that he wouldn't forget me. I think my parents have done an exceptional job at making sure he didn't forget me. When Bryan and I are out together, people often think he is my kid. And to that I say, "Hey...who cares." I love being with the bro. He is so smart, sensitive and always good for a laugh. Happy b-day Bry...and Happy New Year!