I woke up on Wednesday morning to find the aftermath of a massacre that apparently occurred the night before. Poor Ducky Tennis Ball got to’ up! Squeakers are crackalicious for Koa and this ducky didn’t have a fighting chance.
Oh wells…here’s my attempt at getting an “after” photo. Poor Ducky…
On Tuesday night, I went over to the Sokol-Juns to babysit Jack. It was probably the easiest gig I’ve ever had. I arrived at 8 pm and the little man was already asleep. So I plopped myself on the couch and the grown-ups left for their night out sans baby. Ryan even gave me ground rules: 1) no boys and 2) no booze. So I watched the Lakers squeak out a win against the Spurs as the cats lounged out on the rug at my feet. I think I heard one little whimper coming from Jack’s room but it was nothin’. His parents got back around 10-ish and they found me in the same exact spot they left me in…and there were no boys.
Friends came over for a little BBQ today. Jes made his yummy chili-lime wings. I made my guac. Susie brought over the drinks. We made some margaritas. And Ryan almost burned my house down. No, just kidding. He did, however, manage to set my non-stick pan on fire so we got some Teflon-flavored Bananas Foster. Yum. We all still managed to eat every last bit of it and I once again survived another banana-based dish. No gagging this time around but I think it was the ice cream that helped it go down easier.
Once again, little Jack stole the show and he also got to hang out with Koa, Smush, and Señor Fatty DuckDuck.
Here are the photos.
Jes and I went to Outer Mission yesterday for a little SF Carnaval experience. We rode BART (free with our Muni passes) and walked down to Harrison and 16th where there was a sea of people trying to cram themselves into the festival. There were performers, food booths, and a bunch of corporate booths ranging from Best Buy to Disneyland. There were also vendors selling all kinds of t-shirts, banners, and anything else you could think of that celebrated Brazilians, Mexicans, Peruvians, Nicaraguans, etc etc.
We watched a group of people singing and chanting while two guys performed capoeira. That was pretty cool. We also watched three DJ’s having a scratch-off underneath a different tent and that was pretty fun to watch as well. Overall, it was quite a cultural experience in the area that Vyl calls “Mexico”. It was interesting but I don’t think we’ll be returning next year.
I found this cool toy for Koa at Target and thought I’d do some show and tell. It’s a squeaky plush AND a tennis ball, which are two of Koa’s most favorite toys. I also thought it was cute. Unfortunately, they didn’t sew the head on very well and Koa nearly tore his head off in a matter of seconds. So, as I’ve done with many of his other plush toys, I restitched the head back on with dental floss, which I’ve found to be nearly indestructible to his teeth.
Pish and Debbie flew up with Katie this weekend so Jes and I met up with them at Ishya and Billy’s house for a little BBQ. It was great to see everyone again and Katie is walking, signing, and eating solids. Wow, time really flies. She was getting over a cold so there was a little more grumpiness this time around but I managed to get a smile or two out of her. The food was great and it was nice to catch up with my uncle and auntie too.
Here are photos of the afternoon.
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