Last Saturday we attended the first birthday party for Mason Yim, son of Patrick and Veronica. It was held at Happy Hollow Park in San Jose.Before I get any further, I'd like to say that Chrissy now knows about this blog. Apparently several of you mentioned it to her at the party (you know who you are). Maybe you were unaware it was my big secret, but that's ok, I knew I would have to tell her eventually. I kept it from her for 4 months. Hopefully it won't ruin our marriage. So in my response I kindly told her that she wouldn't be interested and that she's not allowed to read it. 'Nuff said.
Anyway, as we parked our car, the first thing that caught our boys' eyes wasn't the balloons, the food or the people. It was the giant train piñata. They've been to enough parties to know what's inside. And the natural assumption is that the bigger the piñata, the more candy inside—and they've never seen one this big! Well, as you can see in the video below, they were not disappointed. There were pencils, stickers and erasers in there too, but for some reason, none of those items found their way into my boys' goody bags—weird. The cake was quite incredible too, airbrushed with clouds, cars and trains. It rivaled the size of some wedding cakes I've seen. It was chocolate on top and banana on the bottom. To fully appreciate the cake, I had to have two slices ;pAfter 4 hours in the park, we took a pit (poop) stop at Peggy's house in Milpitas and played with her kids for an hour. After that, off to the Great Mall where we walked the entire mall in search of Thomas trains. Then for dinner we tried Lee's Sandwiches for the first time (tasty but nowhere as meaty and cheap as Oakland Chinatown).
As we embarked on our 45-minute drive home, the boys were wide awake for most of the ride, maybe finally falling asleep during the last 10 minutes. When we got home, they woke up and couldn't wait to take inventory of all their candies and goodies. Normally with long play days and long car rides, I would have to carry all the kids in. But obviously the sugar in the candy, cake, soda, etc. is fueling their little engines. They were really wired. In fact, that was when I filmed Colby's Butterfly Song on my previous post. Yes, after 5 hours of playing, a mile of walking, two long car rides, that's how much energy they still had at 10 p.m.! I was wiped out. I should've ate more cake.
Thank you for the Music
Last night, Dustin's school, Jensen Ranch, had an open house. During the dinner portion, the kids performed a song that they learned through their "Music for Minors" program. Don't know about you, but I was expecting a little more "music" in the performance. It was more like a cheering competition at a pep rally. Maybe it just needed some piano accompaniment (I'm such a critic). Well you can take a listen yourself.
My Last Day
Today is my last weekday at home. Tuesday I'll be back at work. Hard to believe that 12 weeks have already passed. At the beginning of my vacation I had a list of the things I wanted to do around the house. I think I may have accomplished maybe 15% of that list. It's not like I didn't have the time, but more like I'd rather do something else, like play video games with the kids (or nap with baby). This morning I walked Dustin to school for the last time and this afternoon I'll pick him up for the last time. I can honestly say that I don't always enjoy the transporting, the homework, the fatherly policing, but I'm sure I'll miss it. It's times like these where I'm glad I have a blog to record my daily adventures. I'll revisit these pages in a few years from now and know that this was the best three months of my life!













