Saturday night, I posted the following on Facebook.
“Plan for tomorrow: zoo. Question is, which one? Oakland or SF? Never been to the former; how is it for 2 year olds and overwrought parents?”
A kindly friend of The Guy’s replied: San Francisco zoo is larger, but Oakland has lots to do for kids. Heads [...]
Hobbes got a fairly authentic-seeming set of Black & Decker toy power tools for Christmas, which has been affording him some amusement in the past week or so. The drill lights up and makes a convincing grating sound when pressed against hard materials; the electric screwdriver bit sinks in when pushed, and shares [...]
Our first day of the new year went more smoothly than might be expected with a rainy day, cold weather, and an active 2-year old. We spent the morning at the Children’s Discovery Museum in San Jose, where Hobbes got thoroughly wet, excited, and stimulated. This was followed by a trip to the Old Spaghetti [...]
Hobbes and the Guy were in the living room, trying to craft a plastic tubing base for a xylophone toy that I’d played with when I was a kid. Mom brought it down from Seattle when she came to visit. I was in the kitchen, trying to read a book. It had been so long, [...]
Hobbes is upstairs squeaking in his crib, which sounds esoteric and all, but is literally what it sounds like. I have put him down for his nap. He is choosing a path of passive resistance, a la Gandhi, except with a lot more sound effects. In other words, he is currently sitting in his crib, [...]
We spent a lot of money at Sears the other day, getting Hobbes’s 2 year old photos. The photographer was a darn sight better than the one we had in Seattle; he’s the same one who’s taken all of Hobbes’s photos until now (except for that one, unfortunate incident in Seattle) and he has a [...]
“So do you mind if I just put everything in your house?” asked Sako.
“Because one of my windows in the car is broken.”
“That sucks. What happened? Was this when your tire blew out?”
“No, a bear broke it, so that’s why I took John’s car, and that’s the one that blew the [...]
It’s a shame that after doing so well for so long, I should suddenly suffer a lapse of discipline and stop updating. I know it, and I’m embarrassed. There are two reasons for this. One is that I’ve finally managed to go to Aikido at 6 bloody AM in the morning, which means that at [...]
In case you’re wondering, Hobbes and I both survived to see his birthday come and go. It was a close thing, though. There was a few hours between 2 AM and 4:30 AM where the outcome was up in the air, but we made it through. It doesn’t hurt that even at 4:30 AM, he’s [...]
Hobbes’s birthday is tomorrow — he will be turning 2 — which, I have to be frank here, is a milestone that I never thought we’d reach back in the beginning when he was keeping us up all night and demanding face time with my boobs every two hours, not to mention the poop and [...]
Hobbes and I were busy decorating a birthday card for his grandmother when the Guy came by to see what we were doing. We were having a conversation — an adult conversation, thank you very much, between adults, and none of your dirty minds: I simply mean we were conversing on non-toddler subjects — when [...]
So, yes. We went to the zoo. It was fun. There were animals. There was walking. There was a little rain, but it was San Francisco so we came in prepared.
Not sure what else there is to say about it than that. Hobbes had a blast, at least until the goat, and then the [...]
So I didn’t actually post anything yesterday beyond that one disclaimer. It was intense, I tell you. A full day of work, and then Kale Puttanesca for dinner (which was awesome, by the way. Delicious) and then a busy evening … playing Age of Empires III.
Look. Sometimes a girl’s just got to unwind.
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- A Good Idea Followed by a Bad Idea
- Childrens’ Day and other things
- Stories on an afternoon drive
- Bring your kids to work day
- Tech support.
- A little daring
- I don’t know about you….
- A little bit of validation
- In which good intentions mean diddly-squat
- Things I need to remember not to forget
- Sometimes they will surprise you
- England and other errata