Simon’s first vacation
We all went along on Peter’s biz trip to SF in early Oct. P went to work, R took care of S (work), so I guess Simon is the only one who got a proper vacation. And he doesn’t know the difference!
But we did have a yummy dinner at the Fifth Floor.
Peter ordered the Sazerac as usual
And our hotel room had a deep spa tub so we all piled in and gave Simon a bath. (No photos of naked people on this blog. Only naked babies.)
We visited P’s office, which has a view of the ferry building and the Bay Bridge. More importantly, Salesforce.com has a lactation room. How enlightened. That’s how you get on those best companies to work for lists. (No photos of boobs on this blog.)
Peter's under-utilized cubicle at the SF HQ
More after the jump.
Simon and I strolled around the Ferry Plaza farmers market and people-watched.
that's an Acme bagette in the stroller next to him
Then we rode the F line back up Market St. FYI, they don’t allow strollers. You have to get your kid out and drag both up the stairs and into the vintage street car.
The next day Simon and I camped out in Yerba Buena Park with the tourists, lunch breakers and bums. We also caught up with old friends in the East Bay and met Simon’s NorCal cousins.
His Aunt Janet introduced him to some new songs (not my Aunt Janet, who has a whole bunch of songs) and the baby dance. Here Peter and Daphne demonstrate the key move — the infant-soothing squat. It worked for Simon, but it just sent Daphne and Peter into fits of giggles.
Love that the blog is back. Bath pictures brought back some of those grandparent smiles as we remembered Simon’s enjoyment of the water. Milestones are fun and the picture at the top of the hill at the college is so cute. M.