Friday, October 17, 2008

San Francisco

Can you believe that we went (by choice) to San Francisco? And can you believe that we had a FaBuLoUs time?

Sam coached Kaleb's baseball team in the spring and (long story short) we met some great people. Sam and one of the mothers of the boys on his team were always talking smack about football (he being a Raider fan and she being a SF fan) They were taking his office staff to San Francisco for the weekend for the 49ers game so they got us and the assistant coach tickets to the game too. So we spent the weekend in SF.

We ended up driving up early on Saturday so we could do some fo the touristy things. It was the first time any of us had been there. We drove over the bridges, walked around fisherman's wharf, people watched (sometimes not so good), ate seafood, the kids swam, and then on Sunday we were up and gone by 7:30 A.M. Yes A.M. They had a big tailgate party planned with food for an army. The kids played catch and went exploring. We hung out and enjoyed everyone's company until 12:30 P.M. or so and
then we packed up and walked over to the game. We were all excited, it was opening day so there was even more excitement in the air. Even as big of a football fan that Sam is, he had never been to a pro game before. He was almost as excited as Kaleb was (the 49ers are his favorite team). It was a great experience, even though the 49ers lost to Arizona. We are going to try to go back, someday. The worst part of the whole trip was trying to get out of San Francisco after the game. We sat in traffic for about 3 hours. The game got over around 5 and we didn't get home until after midnight. It's usually a 4-5 hour drive.

Once again we left Tycee home, but really she doesn't mind. She stayed over night at Adam & MaraLee's AKA Travis' house. As she reminds us on a regular basis "Travis is her prince". She is a princess and she changes into her Cinderella dress at least 3 times a day. When Sam gets home after work her clothes (if they are even on) are inside out and sometimes backwards. But she says it best when she tells me "that's okay Mom, right, that's okay." My favorite lately is when she tells me "I am a princess and Daddy is my king."

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