Anklebiter's Delight
Today was much better. I was cheered by seeing some kind of giant crane - not a heron - at Bixby Park in Palo Alto, where I not only found a cache with a cheerful non-whining kid in tow, but found a travel bug.... They are strangely thrilling. Could that giant bird have been just an avocet? But it seemed more like the size of a great blue heron. I'm not sure. Note: underwear was worn. And not just by me.
Then off to the duck pond, where I practiced patience and did whatever M. wanted to do. Including watching him climb on a little wall of wooden pilings for nearly half an hour. Fed ducks, saw baby ducks, ate our picnic. Home. Potty. Playdough. Potty. Puzzles. Hamtaro. Potty. Snacks. Off to the park with the Bad Moms Club. Got book of imaginary places from J. - very cool expanded edition. Puzzling preschool moms were there and said hi but I didn't know what to say... "Hi, you have helmet hair, here's my scruffy-ass, bad attitude friends, I am wet, barefoot, and covered in sand, o you moms who wear sleek nordstroms pantsuits to the playground and name your kids after dead presidents of the wrong gender".
Am very grateful to have nice mom friends.
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