May.
It seems like we have been picking you up so late from preschool these days. Not exactly the last kid picked up, but almost always after the tiger class has come downstairs. I sometimes have surprised you with days off, taking you to school for a bit in the morning and then picking you up really early and having a "BaBa" day. So Thursday I picked you up in the morning, but it was not a BaBa day. We went to the pediatrician for SHOTS. You were not happy but you missed school lunch and got an ice cream sandwich out of it.
Dad picked you up and you said to him,
"Daddy, do you know what I like more than shots?"
And Dad said, what?
"EVERYTHING"
SOOOO the very next day, I surprised you at school just as you were laying down for nap time. I said,"Guess what? It's a BaBa day." Boy, did you light up! It had been really hot earlier in the week and I wanted to take you to a beach. Like Stinson. But the weather had started to cool and the wind was picking up speed. You had a choice, the beach or the zoo. I had everything packed. You had a hard time picking but you chose the beach…you wanted one near the Golden Gate bridge.
Dancing in the bay.
By the way, the very next day we went to the zoo.
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