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Dancing in the Rain
First Good Rain of the Season
Today, we got our first good rain of the season. My wife was sick in bed with whatever has been going around the nation and my son was getting restless to get outside and play.
I don’t advocate playing in the rain, generally, especially since he was just getting over the same illness my wife was dealing with.
Well, I caved. This is his third set of clothes!
Enjoy!
Sacramento Buddhist Church Bazaar
Fantastic Downtown Event!
Yesterday, after I got back from viewing a couple of investment properties in south Sacramento, my wife suggested that we go to the Sacramento Buddhist Church Bazaar on Riverside in Sacramento.
Ryan was getting a bit restless and when my son gets restless, it’s best to get he and my wife out of the house!
I knew there would be awesome food, I was hungry and thought it would fun.
It turned out to be an awesome event! My wife, son and I made the trip down from Rocklin and had a wonderful time. There was a great selection of food, games and things to do all very reasonably priced.
While I don’t know exactly what it benefits, probably families and the church itself, it was well organized, parking was easy and packed!
My son had a great time playing the games and winning prizes.
This is a shot under the “tent”. They have tables set up all over, games to my right from this picture and food everywhere.
There is a live band that performed later in the evening. We didn’t stay for that as my son was getting near “done”.
The event continues today and it’s a great value. This isn’t any admission and everything is very reasonably priced. It was a great entertainment value for us. I think my in-laws are taking my son back today!
The games were very reasonable. You pay $3 for 10 tickets and each game costs one ticket.
One of the games Ryan really liked was the fishing game.
He had a line with an alligator clip attached to it. You through it over this wall and someone on the other side attaches a little bag of goodies to it. As you can see, happiness at very small price!
It’s running today as well. If you get time, run by. We had a great time and I’m sure you’ll enjoy it as well.
5 Days in Disneyland
I have always been a fan of Walt Disney. Some of my fondest memories as a child were going to Disneyland and feeling special just for being there. All of the things to do and see made such an impression on me as a child. Come to think of it, it still does.
I lived in Southern California for some part of the 1960′s and my mom used to take us every now and then to experience the Magic Kingdom. It’s still a magical place for me and I have an seemingly endless amount of energy to expend when we visit there.
I now have the privilege of sharing Disneyland with my son Ryan. He’s 4 and is creating his own memories with his mother and I. Every time I go, the memories come flooding back. I just love it there.
On our most recent vacation, we spent an entire 5 days at Disneyland. 5 whole days! That is a first for me and I could’ve spent a few more days. We have a time share there and it’s right outside the park. The accommodations were great and everything, as it always does for me when I go there, seems so easy. Parking is easy, trams were easy even while lugging around a “combat” stroller just in case Mr. Ryan needed to fall
asleep somewhere and even eating was easy. They let you bring in your own food if you like and with a kitchen at the time share, we had plenty of goodies to take with us to the park.
Ryan rode Splash Mountain about 10 times most of those in the rain, his mom and I split the trips. He rode the “water coaster” aka Pirates of the Caribbean 10 times ( I went on all of those!), the rocket in Tomorrow Land, Dumbo in Fantasy Land, The Mark Twain in Frontier Land and my favorite..Main Street circa 1910.
All in all, it was an awesome 5 days. We did whatever Ryan wanted, took him on every ride he wanted to go on and on
ly got tough when it was time to go back to rest up and come the next day. His mom and I made the entire trip about him and he had a blast.
While it was about him, it was also, whenever I got a chance to wander on my own, all about me and my memories of the past with my mom. Boy those were fun times. I’ll go back again and again. Hopefully, Ryan will get the chance to live those same memories with his son or daughter.
I’m trying to talk my wife into another trip next fall or winter, seems like the best time to go. I can’t wait!
The Next Nicklaus
The Whirly Bird
My son Ryan started swinging and hitting shots when he was two. Now at almost 4, he’s plugging them out there pretty well.
I was a PGA golf professional for 12 years and it’s hard for me not to give him instruction beyond the obvious..”line up your club”. Fact is, most mechanical instruction is worthless if you’re not thinking correctly in the first place. Goal #1, have a good time.
Enjoy the video and while it’s a departure from my core focus, what the heck.
Shots? We don’t need no stinkin SHOTS!
About 3 years ago, I became a father for the second time. My kids, Sarah and Ryan are a bit over 20 years apart. To say my experience the second time around was different was just a flat understatement.
Both my kids are handsome but Mr. Ryan is scary cute. (I’m not sure how that happened. Milkman?) The picture to right was an outfit my wife made him for Halloween this year. Little paper surfboard, Hawaiian outfit my mother in law brought back from the islands and a cookie he as given from someone who said for the 500,000th time in his short 3 year life “what a cutie”. Do I get tired of hearing it? Not on your life. He’s not only cute…he’s just awesome. I’m gushing now, I’ll stop.
Last night, we had to take Mr. Ryan to the doctor to get him some antibiotics. You see, we have him in daycare twice a week and he picked up a little strep infection and promptly gave it to my wife and me. She’s on them too and I’m just too damn stubborn to go to the doctor. (wife says I’m going tomorrow
)
Well, you see, Mr. Ryan doesn’t like to take oral medicine. Spits it up, it’s a whole scene I won’t describe..pink throw up..just not pretty..
Anyway, so we go and my wife opts for the single shot, once and were done, penicillin dose. So we hold Mr. Ryan down and the Nurse Practitioner pulls out a 2″ needle, pinches the crap out of his little leg and jams it in. Mr. Ryan is now screaming that scream that usually results in my pulling out my Uzi and clearing the room of the mess that’s assembled there.
But, alas, I’m working on my emotional control and trying my best not to make a scene with someone who either doesn’t have kids and/or lacks the compassion of an Al-Quida member while Mr. Ryan is going through his “Daddy, hold me” repetitions…it was just more than I could handle. It was more traumatic for me than it was for him. I’m such a wimp for this kid!

In the end, he’s fine and I need therapy! Isn’t this supposed to be the other way around? Thank goodness my wife is patient to a point!
He’ll probably be a bit sore tomorrow but we’ll go play in the park tomorrow, maybe go to the snow and he’ll have a great time. I’ll make sure of that.
Nothing a little Jamba Juice won’t cure! Oh how easy it used to be..






