This week you lucked out in that you got full attention from two special people: Uncle Sly Dog (not to be confused with the other Uncle Steve) and Aunt Hilary. We drove to visit Uncle Sly Dog in Santa Cruz and you and Hilary (smashed in the back seat) made up songs the whole way - in a bit of harmony with "Ba, Ba, Ba, Ba" being the chief lyrics.

You are still talking about the playground and the tricycles outside of Uncle Sly Dog's place - but mostly you are talking about the big steam engine that we rode - Roaring Camp Railroad.