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Flashes from the small world of Samuel Johnson.
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In
the summer of 2000, Sam had the good fortune to visit
New England again. Mom did the Fitchburg-Longsjo
stage race. Sam just hung out. In August we also took Sam on his first
Big Sur camping
trip, and in the fall Sam had his inaugural trip to Las Vegas. While
Sam played the slots at the MGM
Grand, Dad went to Comdex.
In September we went to Captiva
Island, Florida for a wedding. It was awesome.
Of
course, Sam spent a good percentage of the summer at the beach in San
Diego. He wasn't complaining.
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Sam's summer and fall,
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Sam
goes to Barbados. Returns to San Diego and hurls in front of famous surfer
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In October, 1999, Sam made the long trip from San Diego to Barbados.
He
loved the 82 degree water. Unfortunately, while frolicking on the west
coast of the island, Sam had an encounter
with a jellyfish that left him wailing for a good two hours.
Shortly after returning from Barbados, Sam went with mom and dad to his first
ever movie. It was an intellectual affair: the world premier of Taylor Steele's
latest surf flick, Loose
Change.
While in line outside Encinitas, California's La Paloma theater, Sam barfed.
Poor dad; Sam just happened to be on pop's shoulders when the hurl urge hit.
After watching the barf bounce off dad's head and onto the shorts of an unsuspecting
surfer, some cad in the crowd behind chipped in this gem: "If ever their
was a commercial for birth control, that was it."
But wait, it gets better. Sam then had a second puke, also off Dad's head.
After mopping up as best as possible with a handful of Starbucks
napkins, dad looked around and said, "I told the kid not to drink
so much beer." It just so happened that world-famous Australian
surfing legend Peter
Townend was in line behind us. The event inspired PT to regale us
with a few tales of raising his own trio of offspring in the wilds of
Huntington Beach. So there you have it, at 21 months Sam goes to his
first movie and spews in full view of Peter Townend.
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April,
1999 found Sam on the Big Island of Hawaii (Photos to come). In March
and April, he made trips to California's Anza Borrego desert and he
revisited Mammoth Mountain for some early spring skiing. In May, Sam
made his first trip to the San Diego Zoo.
In the perambulation department, Sam has graduated to running. Unfortunately,
he still hasn't figured out depth, so mom and dad have lively times
keeping Sam from trotting off the edge of their deck. Sam also developed
a firm fondness for drawing with chalk on the sidewalk.
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Sam travels again
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Sam
goes to Mammoth Mountain
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In December and January, Sam made a gigantic loop through California:
San Diego to San Jose for Christmas.
San Francisco for a conference with mom and dad. Then on Mammoth Mountain
for a week of skiing. More
photos here.
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The week before Christmas, Sam made his first
tentative steps. By New Year's Day, he was staggering across the
room with the grace and confidence of a drunken sailor. The week
after Christmas, Sam tried out his new perambulatory skills on the
snowy slopes of Mammoth Mountain, California.
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Sam walks
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Sam
goes to Yosemite
July, 1998 |
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Glacier Point.
Tuolomne Meadows. Tioga
Pass. Yosemite
Falls. Giant Sequoia Grove. Half
Dome. Like a blurry-eyed Japanese tourist on a whirlwind California
tour, Sam saw California's most fulgurant treasure. While in Yosemite
Sam had his first night
in a tent.
On the way to Yosemite, Sam slept the length of the Owens
Valley and past the magnificent jut of Mt Whitney. Sam rode around
in Mom's backpack at the mining ghost town Bodie,
and he spent the night along the shores of Mono Lake. Sam also spent
a few days on the Sierra's eastern flank. There he plunged into the
icy Tuolomne River
and hung out with Grandma and Grandpa Wendling at San Jose Family Camp.
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The day after attending his Uncle Russell and Aunt Amber Johnson's
wedding, Sam thought it best to get mobile, so he began to crawl.
A week later he was pulling himself to his feet in his crib and playpen.
Either a Narcissus or a self-deprecator, Samuel is also fond of standing
up and laughing at himself in the mirror.
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Sam crawls
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Teethyouch!
July, 1998 |
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In late July a tooth poked through Sam's naked gums. A few
days later a companion chomper came ripping up to let Sam know that life isn't going to be all titty sucking and nap time. Sam now frequently reminds his
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