On Saturday I planned on going to bed early because I was tired and had to get up early for work the next day. When I told you I was going to bed, you asked me to stay up with you so we could snuggle on the couch together while we watched a show on the computer. That didn’t sound like fun to me, but I did it anyway because I love you. While my intentions were good, I fell asleep not five minutes into the show.
On Friday (6/22–I’m a little behind), I encouraged you by telling you that I think you’re going to do a great job buying and selling stuff on Craigslist. I really do think that. You’re going to do a great job and you’re going to enjoy it.
Our kids weren’t too keen on the fact that we went on a boat without them. In fact, they’ve been downright upset that I’ve lately taken you out alone so much. Their feelings are justified, to an extent—if I’m always doing fun stuff with you and not them, that’s not cool. Then again, they need to realize that dad’s going to treat mom differently than he treats them.
At any rate, I tried to show them that I think they’re special too by taking them (and you) around the Santa Barbara harbor on a water taxi.
Lil’ Toot was her name and she bore it well. Confidently she tooted her little horn to alert the surrounding vessels of her presence as she bravely navigated the choppy waters of the harbor.
After our rendezvous on Lil’ Toot, we meandered through the harbor’s Maritime Museum, which was free for the day.
We all had a great time. O Lil’ Toot, warrior of the waves, we thank thee. Though you were a Lil’ Toot, you gave us a big adventure.