July 7, El Cerrito.
I'm alone with the two kids; life has its moments. Difficult times revolve around trying to do things like taking a shower, for example, or slightly more prosaic episodes.
Earlier today I’m in the bathroom and I've left Dylan at the tail end of his lunch strapped in his booster seat so he won’t smash Peanut’s face or, say, throw him on the floor, and the aforementioned Peanut is in his rocker. Things seem under control but that’s a false impression (things are never quite under control) as pretty soon he starts to cry; Dylan then follows suit, competing with his brother and the CD player (Cosi Fan Tutte) as he tries unsuccessfully to exit the seat, and oops, here's somebody at the door, and I'm sitting there thinking the only way things can get worse is if the roof caved in or a stray twister from Kansas swooped the trailer away with this appropriately called circus family inside.
Saturday, July 07, 2007
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2 comments:
If you've got transportation, Childrens Fairyland in Oakland is great for small children.
Your oldest is what, 2 now? I'd bet he'd get a kick out of seeing his favorite story book characters.
Thanks!
I'll give it a try. Dylan turns 20 months in two days.
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