California...

I saw a commercial that said "Happy cows come from California" and decided that I needed to go there. Mommy and Daddy say I'm not a cow, I'm a baby. I guess I believe them because I don't have spots!

They decided to take me to California because I'm such a happy baby. Yesterday we went to the USS Midway and today we went to the San Diego Zoo. I had lots of fun!


Getting ready to go to the Reptile House (which we found out was a WPA project in 1935-36). That's old! They had scary snakes in there and I didn't like them. I cried.


Then we went to see the pandas.

The panda did not look like the one on my jacket.



Me and Daddy by a big elephant! Don't worry, he's not real. The elephant, I mean. My daddy is real!



I sitting on a cement big cat... Mommy is helping me stay on.



A close-up of me! I'm looking around for the Moo Cows. I didn't see any. That made me sad. Daddy said if I stay awake on the drive back home I might see some. And he reminded me that Cow, I mean Colin Cowherd, was waiting for me in my crib at the hotel. I can't call my cow Cow cause it's confusing!



We did some art in the zoo. This will be so cool hanging in my room!


Tomorrow we go back to Las Vegas and maybe see sharks and the guys from Pawn Stars! Pawn Stars is my favorite show.

Then Monday we're going to visit I.J.E. and maybe see some airplanes before we go back home.