Jessica and Jack went and had smores on the beach one of the first nights in San Diego. It was very cold, so we had to bundle them up. Jessica didn't get to roast hers (Jim got the honor), but she seemed to like standing by the fire. After tasting her first smore and not really deciding what to make of it, she walked back up to the boardwalk on her own. She was ready to go back to the room evidently.
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