Today was an awesome fathers day. Because it was Sunday, the kids had already got themselves breakkie while we were in bed. We rolled out of bed at about 8am and Tricia started working on a fantastic brunch. Of note was the Kodiak sourdough pancakes… but I had finished all the eggs last night when the Readings and Becks were over. So she hurried over to the store and comes back with eggs, bacon, sausage and wait for this… beer. Yes, my awesome wife picks up Obsidian Stout while looking for eggs. I’m reminded daily why I married her.
Brunch consisted of the aforementioned pancakes, sausage, bacon, fruit salad, home made cherry jam, boysenberry jam she made last week and vanilla yogurt, besides other stuff for pancakes. We savored the meal and thought about what we wanted to do. I suggested the Discovery Museum in Sausalito and we headed off by 10:30 catching the last bit of Car Talk on NPR. En route there, I changed my mind because it was turning into an awesome day. We pulled off 19th Avenue and headed over to Moraga Steps to the Grand View Park. I love the view there and Tricia had never been there, so we walked all the way up. We sat around for a bit and then headed off to Golden Gate Park where it took us a while to find parking after which we walked over to the playground for the kids to run. In a couple of hours they were exhausted, so we wandered back to the car.
Tricia had an appointment in San Bruno, so we doubled back and Arjun promptly fell asleep. We picked up a small snack and she went to her appointment. Eve and I discussed our PoA. Playground it is. I knew there was a spot from Skyline Boulevard were you can see SFO, so we headed off there while Arjun was sleeping. Eve and I watched a few airplanes take off and land. It looked like Arjun was starting to stir so we drove off to the San Bruno City Park. A very nice park, but a lot like the Hayward Park where it was filled with rather rough folks. As we parked, Arjun woke up and saw a large purple dinosaur one could sit on. He “woohoo-ed” loudly and said he was ready to play some more. He too snacked while Eve climbed all the kiddie climbing walls and was starting to look tired. We drove back to Tricia, but we got the message that she was going to be another 30 minutes or so. So we spent the time parked outside, playing “elbows”, where we jab each other with our elbows. Very low tech but high in giggles. We played Angry Birds for a bit too and then Tricia made her appearance.
We drove back into the city to Dolores Park, where there was a small band playing that we sat and watched for a bit. We headed off to Pakwan, our favorite Paki restaurant and pigged out on Dal, Veggies, Biryani and Naan. We slowly headed back to Dolores to Bi Rite Creamery to get our hit of Salted Caramel ice cream. There was another couple in front of us with a kid in a stroller. We made bits and pieces of polite conversation with them and teased our kids about not liking ice cream. When they got to the window, they got a huge soft serve salted caramel for the kid, mom turns around and the whole thing lands in the kid’s lap. All four adults go “Oh shii… um shucks!”. Frantic cleanup and wet towels later we get our turn and all of us get the kid sized scoops. Arjun starts to wolf it down and gets brain freeze and starts whimpering. Eat slower boy. Even fuller, we make the uphill trek back to the car, about 6 blocks way. Eve wanted to run all the way back.
As soon as we’re on the freeway, Arjun announces that he needs to pee. We collectively sigh and ask him to hold it. He says “I can’t… I can’t…” and then is all silent. Fearing the worst, I asked him if he was OK. He says that he doesn’t have to pee anymore. We envisioned an evening of pulling out the car seat, washing, drying, cleaning etc. Then he says “I don’t have to pee because I need to go poop.” Eve looks at him aghast and says “You CANNOT poop on Lightning McQueen and Mater”. She had lovingly chosen his underwear this morning and the thought that he would poop in it, was ripping her apart. Arjun look at her and says quietly “Oh, I forgot about that. I’ll hold it till I get home.” Phew!
We get home, lots of peeing and pooping later, the kids are in bed. I head to the backyard with a glass of wine and a Cuban while being glared at by the wife. Easier to apologize later than explain upfront. Now to end it with some Obsidian Stout. Goodnight all, I hope you had a vatertag as good as mine.
(Also while I was in the backyard enjoying my stogie, Eve and Arjun stood at their bedroom window asking me why there was steam coming from my mouth…)
