Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Today was another dentist appointment in San Francisco for Z, though thankfully this one was only an hour long. This time we saw an official hygienist (as opposed to a student) and she felt much more optimistic about the future of Z's mouth. He had been using disclosing tablets to help with his hygiene and apparently they had worked great. I need to pick up some for myself I think. The hygienist (whom may have been a dentist actually, I'm a little confused about the program) did say that one of Z's bottom teeth is growing in crooked and will definitely continue to do so but we'll cross that bridge later. I expected that Z would need orthodontia when he was born with a cleft palette. Though I had hoped to have socked away a little more (or anything at all) for his teeth by now.
After the appointment we walked around the area a little, though at $6 an hour for the parking garage I was feeling motivated to move on. I had thought we would go walk around Golden Gate Park but it had completely slipped my mind that there was a big music festival going on there that day. I couldn't think of anything else to do that didn't involve the nightmare of trying to find a parking spot in the city so we ended up at Ocean Beach. It wasn't actually the destination I was looking for; I was actually looking to walk around the windmills and take photos of the kids but Miguel wasn't up for it so I parked nearby and while Miguel and Az napped Z and I sat on the wall at Ocean Beach and talked. Eventually Az woke up and we migrated down to the beach proper. Miguel opted to stay on the wall and read because he didn't want to get sandy. And because he's a party pooper.
Once we had our dim sum and full bellies we were no longer gung ho about Sausalito. I drove into the town just to look but it appeared that my favorite funky tchotchke shop had been turned into a smarmy wine bar (there may be some bias in that statement.) While searching for a way out of town and a bathroom for Miguel we wound up at Fort Baker. I've been wondering where the Discovery Museum is, it turns out it's there at Fort Baker. It looked like a really cute day trip destination for Az. The sign said it was for kids ages 1-8 so I might have to smuggle Z in, but I definitely plan on coming back soon.