today i played at yerba buena gardens for 2 whole hours. i think that's like a day or something. i walked and played with rocks and touched the water and waved & smiled at people and smelled the flowers and danced to some weird music some guy was singing. one gramma thought i was 18 months old because i'm such a good runner. shucks, what can i say? it was all great, but i was exhausted and crashed out for my nap as soon as my head hit the stroller.