Anyway, the Santa Monica Pier has a program called "Wake Up with the Waves" every Saturday morning starting mid-September. It's a kids' concert series on the pier that begins at 9am. When I told Dash's Godmother that we were planning on attending this past Saturday she marveled that we'd be able to get a toddler out of the house and a good 40-minute-drive away so early in the morning. "Cake," I declared. "I'm one organized motherfucker."
We were almost crushed by the stampede of strollers on their way home for snacks and naps when we finally rolled onto the pier at 10:45am. We had fun anyway.
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the carousel went a little fast for his taste
singing "Like a Virgin," accompanied by her laptop
is it weird that Yankee Doodles is, like, my favorite restaurant?
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Edited to add: Hey! It's my first blog anniversary. Know how I know? 'Cause it's Talk Like a Pirate Day.
Here: How did the pirate quit smoking? He used the patch.
Also: What has eight arms and eight legs? Eight pirates.
Or how about: What do you call a pirate who poses for Playboy magazine? A Playmatey.
Here: How did the pirate quit smoking? He used the patch.
Also: What has eight arms and eight legs? Eight pirates.
Or how about: What do you call a pirate who poses for Playboy magazine? A Playmatey.
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