It's been a tough day

We went to a particularly nasty park in Clovis for the first and last time today. An adult, or adults, had pooped all over one of the slides, and what's that you've got in your hand sweetie? A used tampon applicator?! OH MY GOD - time to go home!

Almost used up a whole pack of wet wipes on my boy first though. Nasty. Nasty. Nasty park.

I flagged down a city truck that was driving into the park on our way out and told the woman about it. She said she'd "get right on it." Man, I'd hate to have her job!

Toby also decided not to nap and he's been really clingy and cranky all day.

Chuck E. Cheese - where a kid can run around without overheating outside, and not break anything else at our house

Snack Time by the Park's Fake Stream

It's very hot here. Fresno Summers are not for the faint of heart. We were at the park earlier this morning and Toby was running around having a good time, and I remarked to one of the other moms, "Can you believe it? It's over 100 degrees and he's running around like a mad man!" and she said something about young children being a different breed - and then, all of a sudden, like a switch was turned on- all of a sudden, just like that, he realized it was ungodly hot! He wailed like he did when he had to have stitches in his lip two weeks ago! Wailed and sobbed, "H the hot." he said over and over again. "H the hot". I got him to calm down and convinced him to leave the park so we could go home and eat popsicles. But, in order to get him home I had to put him in the car, which must have been over 200 degrees - and he freaked out all over again. He fell asleep on the ride back and is napping right now - looking very comfortable in our air conditioned apartment.

Lucky, Ewww.

I was giving Toby a bath tonight and he says, "Dada, baseball," and I said, "yes sweetie Dada's at the Dodger's game tonight. He's seeing them in person, not on the TV, but in real life! And, if you are lucky, one day, I think he might just take you too."

Then Toby looked at me like I was nuts.

"Yucky?" he asked. "Ewwwww"

"No sweetie, lucky."

"Lucky. Ewww!" He said with a smile - and then threw the baseball themed rubber ducky at me.

Lucky, baseball ducky.

All clean!

Oliver is in Santa Barbara for the weekend, so Toby and I went to "the big, big park," just the two of us - Yosemite National Park

Woodward Park, Fresno

We've gone to Woodward Park twice already this week, because it's beautiful and we love it there. 

The Geese situation can get a little intense. A little birdie must have told them we brought peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with us. 

Toby took off one of his shoes and threw it in the lake. Why I don't know, but we are down a pair of shoes now. We lost a shoe, and then found this one. 

It's not the right size unfortunately. I have no idea what it says. I took Spanish in high school and college, but not enough, apparently, and "Free Translation . com" did not help with this one. 

Did somebody say peanut butter and jelly sandwiches?

The squirrels, man, the squirrels are not shy either. Toby thinks they are great and gets within inches of them before I run over waving my arms about to scare them off. They are cute and all, but the hypochondriac mom in me wishes they'd keep their distance. 

I took some pictures of myself too, because we have so few of them. I'm usually the one taking the pictures. Photographic evidence that I was also there: 

I'm not wearing any make up though. It's summer and it's over 100 degrees here, so there's really no point. Besides, Toby wasn't wearing any either. 

Happy Fathers' Day!!

We went out to breakfast at "Batter Up," a pancake joint with a baseball theme, and then headed on out to the zoo. The weather was beautiful today and we had a great time. Happy Fathers' Day sweetie!