Sunday, September 12, 2010

Where the day takes you... SF style!

Before having kids, husband & I promised ourselves that we would not become one of those families... the kind where the parents constantly lament all that they can no longer do, or be, because of the kids.  And at first we did just that.  Lulled by the portability of the  newborn stage we thought confidently, "Oh yeah, we've got this down" as we flew off to France and Mexico and Alaska in the same year.

Then #2 came along, and #1 grew bigger and slowly, slowly the tentacles of habit & routine wrap themselves around your days.  And it is comfortable and safe, though not always easy.  Its borders are well defined.

So when we noticed that one of our favorite musicians was hosting a free concert in the city we decided to go for it.  To pack up our boys, sharpen our sherpa skills and head off for adventure.  Today was one of those epic weekend days... the kind where you sort of have a plan to go somewhere & then you actually make it happen & it is amazing.  And then you decide spur of the moment to go do some other thing too & that leads to more amazing.  You get the idea.  Amazing times were had today.

Started out with a slow morning & waffles & errands... next stop Golden Gate Park for a free concert by Michael Franti.  Huge crowds of young tattooed dreadlocked hip hoppin hippies... the people-watching was top-notch.  We spent most of our time in the kid zone.  Couldn't get Remy out of the bouncy house!  Never actually got to "see" Michael Franti, but boy did we hear him.  Danced our booties off, up on a hill overlooking the crowds.  Moves were busted, groove things were shaken.  There is nothing like a sunny day in the city to make you want to celebrate.  The music was a cherry on top.















Made our way from the park out to Ocean Beach.  Realized when we got there that the boys really haven't had much beach time.  They loved taking their shoes off to walk in the cold sand.  Remy couldn't get over the size of this "sandbox."  The fog was in, but that didn't stop the beach lovers today... lots of bonfires & kids & dogs... celebrating the day.  








Love this one... will use for Quinn's first album cover.
And what San Francisco day would be complete without a drum circle?

The boys were still wild from the day, but we managed to make it through a meal without losing our welcome at the restaurant.  On the drive home in the dark, there was a beautiful, fat crescent moon.  Remy saw it first & announced, "Look, there is MY moon!"  Quinn was out a few minutes later.  Remy fought sleep for as long as he possibly could, but finally gave up the ghost a few miles from home.


There is something so special about days like this... when the boys are still young enough to want to be with us, but old enough to really enjoy an adventure.  Days like this to help get through the ones that are not so much like this.  The ones that involve IEP meetings, hard decisons and diaper explorations with disturbing consequences.

Feeling... grateful, happy, salty & sleepy.

Goodnight Remy's crescent moon.

3 comments:

Ann said...

It's a beautiful thing to throw caution to the wind sometimes! Looks like a lovely day. So glad you're finding time for yourself(previous post) and good family time. We're looking for that balance too.

K. Hernandez said...

What a wonderful day! You have a beautiful family - I tell my mom that the boys look like they should be in an add for Baby GAP. BTW, next year we want in on the cousinpalooza!

dig this chick said...

Hello! I rarely read Kelle's comments (because there are SO many!) but did today and I love love this:

Sometimes I really miss being a kid, when it was okay to just go up to someone & say "I like you. Wanna be friends?"... bonding over bubblegum flavors & favorite books & which boys we have crushes on.

yes!

I also always love your comments on my blog.

A truly beautiful family you have!

xo
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