I haven't written you a postal letter yet, but Mom and grandmother have so I'll cover the Blog approach this week. I know you won't be able to access these until you visit San Diego on Sunday, but maybe you can print & take them with you then.
Well I guess you're waking from your second night in Tijuana about now...I hope you're sleeping well and getting settled in. Is it cold or hot in your tent at night? How's the temperature when you get up in the morning? Is your 'bed' comfortable? Do you have a tent-mate? So many questions. Inquiring minds want to know!
Must say we have all slept well in the Beaird house lately....largely because we're all exhausted by end of day. Working and playing hard. Especially Brian Patrick. He met up with the Elmwood boys last night...not sure when he rolled in but at least was in bed when I got up at 5:30am. He's getting more brain work and less braun work each day at work and seems to be enjoying it.
I had a special start to my day this morning: Sometimes I take a stroll around 'the estate' before breakfast. It's very quiet and cool and green and pleasant and the critters are all still out. (btw, your Grandaddy used to do that too, in Dallas when I was little. We have photos of us doing it together). Anyway, this fine morning a bird sent me a special delivery right onto my shoulder. Good news is it could have been worse...a few inches over and I would have been cursing instead of laughing. Ah the joys of nature.
Oh well, all clean now (and in a clean shirt).
Take care Chris. Love you. Dad
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