One of my favorite moments from this weekend happened while I was trying on jeans at a shop in Emeryville. The dressing room happened to be right in the middle of the lingerie department and I had my whole clan with me--my husband and two kids. As you must know, going jean shopping requires moral support and that person happens to be my husband; kids come along with that as a package deal sometimes, you know? Anyway, right in front of the dressing room door is a whole rack of black bras with little orange bows on them. "Look," my husband says, cheekily, "its a Giant's [baseball] bra!" I laughed and went into the
Apparently, after I left, my son, Elliott, said very loudly, "Is that really a Giant boob holder??"
"No, its not," Dave said, "I was just kidding."
"Oh," said Elliott, "so its just a regular boob holder, then."
And that totally made my weekend. You're welcome.
On Sunday, we took the kids to this really cool spot in Berkeley called Indian Rock Park. It is a group of very big rocks that can be used for climbing practice and is located in the hills of Berkeley. It boasts a spectacular view of the the city and the San Francisco bay. Just gorgeous. We recently showed Elliott some indoor rock climbing videos so he was pretty stoked to try it out. We even bumped in to a couple of guys doing some free climbing who let us borrow their falling pad. I'm so proud of Elliott, because he is encountering a lot of situations, lately, that involve facing fears and he is looking his fear in the face and in his words, he is "punching [his] fear in the eye!" Here are a few shots from my iPhone of Indian Rock Park.