Catch with Samuel at Crissy Field

Oh, the shenanigans. There were races. There were bouncing tennis balls. There were contests of throwing rocks into the ocean, where I won the jewel crown (the top prize from Athena), and then was suddenly under arrest and consequently escorted by my 5-year-old jailer to a statue that served as a dungeon, where I was informed in great detail that I would "Sleep on a bed made of garbage cans, have to make dresses out of dog food, and use an old statue as a pillow". This extremely creative warden was a force to be reckoned with. (The warden's mother was also taken into custody a bit later, but she got to have a dress made out of gold and silver AND (so California) was going to get kale salad every day. Go figure.)

Then there was some more races (walking and running) and some discussion as to whether or not I am actually Superman. I'll let you think it over.

Why tossing a tennis ball back and forth is so damn satisfying, I'll never know, but Samuel and I both know how blissful it is.