Rob and I dared each other to leave the kids with our 18-year-old Mia overnight and fly to San Francisco to watch MK play soccer on the mainland.
Our "boutique" hotel accommodations
Bonus: it was within walking distance of China town and Fisherman's Wharf.
My handsome traveling companion. Just look into those baby blues.
Seriously.
Starting line-up. MK's 4th from the right.
Worst game I've ever seen.
Double overtime at zeros.
And then.
With 4.7 seconds to go ...
the other team scored.
And won.
Worst game I've ever seen.
And then we took MK to the ER.
You probably shouldn't look at this... okay look—
The doctor assessed her wound and asked about her pain level. She said, "It's at an all-time low."
After a couple hours in the ER, we raced to the airport to head home.
Gifts for the kids:
Chinese Healing Balls for Getty (he was ecstatic)
to read to the kids at night
Scratch-n-sniff.
just kidding
Cy and Mia got logo sweatshirts
And for me:
Getty snuck out the night we were gone (which wasn't too surprising), so he'll be my first target....