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Lunch by the pool in Sacramento. Kirstie, Jordan, Lance, Abba, Gilian, Mica, Mariela, Leila, and Nico.
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With Tita Jophine and Jacob
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In Tito Rody and Tita Cora's bahay kubo.
Jacob, Mica, and Mom Gica |
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July 4th fun.
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Watching the kids, Tito Rolly and Kerry.
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Raendy and Allan, not getting too close to the fireworks.
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Kobe and Pinky and... Leila, is that you?
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Jin and Nathan.
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Tita Chael and Tito Lino. "Nope! don't wanna go near that either."
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"How does this work? Lemme see..."
Kerry and Jordan. |
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Lance, Nathan, and Raendy, eagerly waiting.
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"I'm ready! Get out of the way."
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"Yaaaah!"
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Can you see Tito Rolly and Tito Art?
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Watching from the side.
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"Let me have that."
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Whose foot?
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"Bleh! "
Tito Rey |
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"Me, too! Me, too!"
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Smile!
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"Nah!"
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Tito Rolly, Tita Chael, Tita Jophine, Tito Rody, Tita Aida, Tita Cecille, and Tito Lino...
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"Uh... hu dis?"
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"Pool and bahay kubo? Crystal Springs!"
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Nico, Allan, Mariela, and Mica, in the bahay kubo at night.
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Dimpppples!
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"Sorry, no autographs please."
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"All aboard! in Old Sac.
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Mr. Conductor.
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Joseph and Nico
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After the train ride, with Tito Rody.
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In Old Sac
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Tito Rody, ready to go to work.
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The kids at the mall in Sac, with Lola Velie, Gica, and Tita Cora
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Oh, just a fox with Jacob and Allan.
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Taken in the morning, just before we left Sacramento for San Francisco.
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Having lunch with Tita Chael and Tito Art. Uhm... Tito Art...? Tito Art...? Tito Aaaaart?!
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At the Ghirardeli Square.
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Yeah, still there.
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Which one is easier to pull?
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Windy, windy!
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With Lola Ninang in front of their house in Daly City.
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Waiting for their turn at the drawing board, Exploratorium.
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Finally!
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Signing his name.
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Joseph with Nesta, holding Leo the Lion.
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Watch out! I'm a big boy now.
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Tito Jason, Mom Gica, Mica, Lolo Ninong, Jacob, Lola Ninang, and Tito Allan.
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Cold, early, early morning, waiting for the air train that will take us to the SF airport. Brrrr!
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It's a double knock-out!!
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