…we go play in the South Bay! In early November, Jake had a work retreat that lasted a few days, followed by a few more days of work dinners and late evenings, so the kids and I headed down to my parents’ house for some good times. Here are a few pics from the time we spent there.
Hailey is quite the roller nowadays, and she often gets herself stuck – under chairs, couches, tables, toys, ottomans… you get the idea.
And Rush thinks it’s hilarious to do what Hailey’s doing.
My parents totally live in the city, but somehow a random rooster decided to call their backyard home. Yep, a ROOSTER. I guess one day it just showed up and now it won’t leave! It cock-a-doodle-do’s most mornings at the same time, roosts in the orange tree, and runs back and forth across the yard on occasion. Pretty awesome, huh?
One evening we met up with Scott and Cecilie for a delicious dinner at Buca di Beppo’s in Palo Alto. (YUM!) Here is Cecilie proving that she’s totally capable of handling two young children at a restaurant…
One day we went to the park with the wife of an old friend (the wife is a new friend) and their cute 1-year old daughter Lyla. Rush was running (super fast at lightning speed, of course), not looking where he was going, and he ran smack into the corner of an iron fence. I have NEVER seen a goose egg like that, ever. It immediately swelled up and stuck out at least a half inch, with a giant purple line going down the middle of the goose egg. I was so grateful it didn’t split the skin and bleed all over the place, and I was mildly worried about a concussion, especially since after the park it would be MUCH-needed nap time. But thankfully we all survived, and the bruise lasted a good 2 weeks. And he barely even cried! Maybe 30 seconds of wailing and he was done. Tough kid!
Here’s a side view – if you look closely you can sort of see the goose egg sticking out on his forehead.