So You Think You Can Dance, Luna?

Dear Luna,

Currently checked in Candlewood Suites, Santa Clara. We 're in the U.S. cause Bubba's gotta do a robot demo at some convention in San Francisco next week. All of us are still dealing with jetlag, and our body clocks are still trying to adjust to California's time zone.

So we stay in most of the day, stepping out only for groceries and take out meals.


Even with the 24-hour cartoon shows on cable telly and the few toys we recently purchased, you still get so bored. So sometimes you and mummy do a little dancing together in our room to entertain ourselves. And there are times you just want the limelight for yourself, and you do something insane like this...

Dance moves, definitely not from mum.  

Can't. Stop. Laughing!

Love,

Mum, your dance partner.

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State Route 1, California: A Delightful Detour

Dear Luna,

Just settled in our gorgeous Marriott Santa Clara Hotel room (sponsored by the company that bubba's got a job interview with). We're all exhausted. And it feels so good to lay our weary bones on a plush bed — in your case, a posh crib. Today, bubba drove almost the whole day from Los Angeles to Santa Clara, California. Part of State Route 1 was closed, and we backtracked some 150 miles so the trip took longer than expected.

And you hate being strapped in the baby car seat (or you're still not used to it). You whinged most of the time. That's what made you tired. Very tired that you dozed halfway the trip and slept through our quick visit to the elephant seals observation deck in San Simeon.

Well, at least that nap gave you enough rest to last through our dinner with my relatives who drove from San Leandro just to meet you and bubba.

At the parking lot of Howard Johnson Hotel in Los Angeles. Still in a cheery mood.
View from the backseat. Such a scenic drive! Mum sat beside you throughout the ride.
We stopped for this stunning background.
  Sweet reward. Made the detour worthwhile.

"Are we there yet?!"

OOTD: Shirt purchased from a souvenir stall in Baguio.

Meeting mum's relatives who live in San Leandro.

Even though the hotel provided us a crib, you're here on our bed cause that's what you prefer.

Whatta day, ei? Tomorrow, you and I are just gonna hang out in the hotel room while bubba gets interviewed by a company he's eyeing. Let's wish him good luck.

Sweet dreams, baby doll.


Kisses,
About-To-Pass-Out Mum


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