A City of Rest(rooms)

This week my husband was out of town so it was just the boys and me holding down the fort. Our neighbor, Mr. Miyagi, came over the first night just to give our oldest a toy helicopter to keep him entertained. W loved this toy and it did keep him fairly busy. The next day, after dinner, he came over and asked if W could come out and play! He took him to the park and then they played baseball in the side yard between our two houses. I watched as I rocked baby B to sleep. Then, instead of coming inside, I saw the two of them go into Mr. Miyagi’s house. I thought that was extremely strange. About 5 minute, they came out with the Mrs. She handed W something and told him to have a good dinner. He came home with homemade rice noodles with pork and vegetables! It was insanely delicious. I asked W why he went into their house. He replied, “I had to use the restroom”. Sigh, this kid. This weekend David had a work an event in San Francisco so the Miyagis volunteered to take the boys and I around the town. I thought, after being trapped inside all week, this was a most excellent idea. We got up super early Saturday morning. I was wrestling the thought of taking the baby stroller or just to carry baby B in the sling. I hate pushing a stroller through a crowd and the last time I carried him there were no issues. I bit the bullet and decided just to carry baby B. W loves trains and really any sort of transportation. He was so excited as we told him we’d be taking the BART! He had to wear his train conductor hat, because, what excursion would be complete without dressing up in character? Both families met up and loaded the BART. When we got into the city it was time for most of us to use the restroom. We walked to the Ferry building and started to walk in to find the restroom before Mrs. M spoke up and said, “No, go up stairs. It is cleaner and there are no lines!” she was so right! We were the only women in the restroom and it was super clean! San Fran Hack! We me the men and grabbed some breakfast at one of the eateries in the Ferry Building. It was delicious! I love that I could have a glass of champagne, an amazing breakfast, and coffee that put your favorite coffee shop’s to shame all before 9:30! We departed ways from David and began our journey! We did the Wharf’s farmer’s market where Mrs. M said I HAD to have Acme Bread Company’s cranberry and walnut bread. She proceeded to buy me a loaf and tell me to use it for French toast. Can I just say, Mrs. M is a wise, wise woman?! W wanted to show Mrs. M the sea lions. We loaded onto a streetcar. Have you ever seen the Youtube video where it shows people from Hong Kong literally being stuffed into the subway? Well, that was practically the scene here! I was standing next to the driver as the sardine bus started to move. The car stopped at a street light about a block up. W, being over the crowd already, asks really loudly, “Are we there yet? We’ve been packed on this thing for far too long!” Since Californians do not talk while on public transportation, the entire car erupted in laughter. People who were sitting tried standing up to see who had said that. Yep…he belongs to me. We saw the sea lion. Notice I said “lion” and did not pluralize it? When we got there we only saw one. During the five minutes we stood there about four others showed up. Glad they got the memo because had they not I would have had one very disappointed 4 year old. As we were exiting the Wharf, I realized I needed to change baby B. I waited in the typical woman’s bathroom line until I noticed the changing station was not in a stall at all. I rushed over and began changing the diaper. No soon did I get the diaper off did I realize the woman’s bathroom was designed by a single male. The two women in stalls on either side of me tried to get out of their stall but since the changing table was down and their doors swung out they couldn’t get out. *insert wide eyed emoji* They had to wait for me to change baby B completely before they were able to even exit their stinking stall! We proceeded to ride several more modes of transportation throughout the day and saw so many incredible sites. We ended up meeting David in the lobby of the Metreon for sushi. It was time to use the restroom and change baby B again. I enter the stall to use the restroom. I sit down to begin business only to see a pair of nude nylons crumpled on top of the sanitary trashcan stuffed with toilet paper. Talk about having an embarrassingly bad day apparently. You couldn’t even put them in the trashcan? Instead, you needed your story told to the world via your nasty nylons? After lunch we headed back to the BART station and headed home. It was an amazingly fun day. We were finally off the BART and headed to our car when my husband accidentally stumbled into me and, thanks to having the super power that all mommas have of quick reflexes, I did an Irish jig jump over a pile of human feces. WoW! You didn’t think I would end on that note, but I did! * drops mic and walks away*