Pockets Guy

First, a bit of history: there's an old guy who roller skates up and down the boardwalk in Mission Beach with his hands in his pockets and for some reason Dan is completely annoyed by him and calls him "Pockets Guy" in a condescending voice. But our little Pockets Guy is way cool. I asked him to put his hands in his pockets for our bike rides yesterday and today and he stayed warm the whole time.

Driving to mom and tot yoga class today we saw a class of preschoolers crossing the street. Judging by their outfits I thought they were on a field trip to a meat locker or ice cube factory, but then I realized that's just how kids have to dress for school in this city. They were all decked out in full rain gear with mittens and hats with ear flaps. Poor little eskimos.

And hey look: Brandt finally fits in his fancy Sean Jean jeans ($40 new or $3 in perfect condition at Savers). They're size 12/18 (months) so we're lucky he got wide enough for them before he got too long. It's so hard to find brands that don't cater to the short fatties. Brandt's not smiling in the picture, by the way. He's saying "cheese." It really does work!