Oops, we forgot to take any pictures on Saturday. I failed to mention, Anne Marie was feeling under the weather on Friday and slept almost all day. By Saturday morning, Tyler was missing her and so as soon as he woke up, he jumped out of bed, ran out of our room and pounded on Anne Marie's door. And promptly asked for a quesadilla. Sigh.
After breakfast, we packed and lounged in our room for a bit, then headed over to Coronado Island to walk around. I loved the architecture in the residential areas, and it was funny to see how dressed up people were, just to go walking/shopping on a Saturday morning there. We ditched our car at the hotel again, and walked over to the Waterfront for burgers, as it was recommended as the best burger in San Diego. We were bummed to discover that not only was the Waterfront not on the water, the waiter wouldn't allow us to bring Tyler in. But this gave us a great excuse to go walking through Little Italy to get to the Gaslamp district (at least, I think we ended up in the Gaslamp district...) and we found another burger joint, sandwiched between a trolley route and the train tracks. Tyler was in heaven, alternating between watching trolleys go by, trains, and airplanes. We hung out there until it was time to head to the airport. Tyler once again showed great excitement during takeoff, then immediately fell asleep, despite fighting it, and slept for the duration of the flight.
Thank you so much, Grandma Allaire, not only for making this trip possible but for spending your vacation time with us! We had so much fun!
And finally, Happy Birthday, Tyson!
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