Dad surfed Venice breakwater today and came home at 7am to Jamie standing on the front porch by himself with Dylan and Mom fast asleep. I wondered how long he had been there and was just thankful that he didn't go wandering off half asleep into the neighborhood. So I engaged him with some push-ups. He loved it. I can't wait to take him surfing. He'll probably be better than me in about three days.
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