This past Father's Day had a real sting to it...
It started out pretty well. Dave didn't stay in bed long enough to get breakfast in bed, but he enjoyed a great gift from Drew (a coffee cup that Drew colored) and a few cards. Then I made breakfast for everyone.
Afterward we went to Shadow Cliff's in Pleasanton - a local "beach" at a park. (For my Antioch peeps - think Contra Loma).
While he was in the water - Drew had a great time. Coming onshore not so much. Between getting ticked at the sand between his toes or in his shoes... mixed with the light breeze that was blowing helping keep us cool on the hot day... Drew had enough less than an hour after we arrived. He started screaming unbearably about our stuff blowing away. Why he freaked out about the light breeze on the beach, but loved the 30+ mph winds at Niagara Falls is beyond me.
Dave and I grudgingly left the park - when surprise, surprise guess who fell asleep in the car while we ran a few errands on our way home.
After getting home we were trying to relax in the backyard, but Drew wanted to be entertained - saying he was "only" in the house by himself and refused to come outside with us (only = Lonely in Drew speak). After a bit we decided to go down to the pool and burn off some of Drew's energy and keep us cool.
We weren't at the pool more than 5 minutes when Drew got stung by the bee that was hanging around the pool's edge. It nailed him in the stomach. So that trip was cut short too - it seems it was an off day for the kiddo.
After the sting wore off and we got home and gave him some Benedryl, Drew was ready to rock and roll. He actually asked Daddy to go outside and hit some "bombs" - as in home run balls.
Did I mention that Dave's now working with Drew to become a switch hitter? He naturally bats lefty, throws righty. So he's now showing Drew how to bat righty too....
He's starting to get the hang of it... and can't believe it when he hits a true "bomb". His expressions the other day were cracking me up!
While it was a traumatic father's day for Drew, Dave said it was the perfect afternoon - I guess that's what matters!
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