We stopped at Andrea McClain's adorable coffee shop just North of LAX.
Our view of Ted and Bruddy from Uncle Wes and Aunt Sue's living room window.
Newport Beach Pier. And the sight of my first surfing experience. McCartney LOVED the beach. She and Ted collected shells all week. Every morning she would wake up excited and say, "Can we go to the beach now?" We'd walk there and she'd say, "ok, let's bury some feet!" 

Miller learned to say his nickname on our trip. He put his hand on his chest and said, "Brudee."
The 10 foot waves at The Wedge.
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