Baleen and Shrimp Jr aren't quite on their way to Spartak Tennis Akademy, but they are enjoying themselves in the sunny San Francisco (not yet a false) summer. Shrimp Jr gets to work early as she doesn't have a young son to feed and burp, which means that she can sometimes meet Baleen at the 29th St tennis courts at 5.45pm.
I get there right around 6pm, depending on my schedule, and protect The Dragon Boss from the attack birds plaguing the Missions sururbs by taking him for a walk in the stroller, hoping he goes down for a twenty minute catnap.
Though he's a generally self-sufficent son when it comes to entertainment, he's happy to see me, and doesn't mind a bit if I wheel him on home to finish preparing the dinner that Baleen has started, especially knowing that his own dinner is just about an hour away.
I get there right around 6pm, depending on my schedule, and protect The Dragon Boss from the attack birds plaguing the Missions sururbs by taking him for a walk in the stroller, hoping he goes down for a twenty minute catnap.
Though he's a generally self-sufficent son when it comes to entertainment, he's happy to see me, and doesn't mind a bit if I wheel him on home to finish preparing the dinner that Baleen has started, especially knowing that his own dinner is just about an hour away.
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