Last Friday (8/13) we had some good laughs at Todd's expense. All in good fun though! :p Todd is always a good sport.
We took my sister Joyce, Alex, Xander, and Andrew to lunch at Round Table Pizza. They have a lunch time pizza buffet that's pretty yummy, plus it was close to our house.
After lunch, we drove a few blocks to the park at the top of the hill. They added a new playground for older kids and it looked pretty fun.
Alex and Xander flew a kite. It was windy at the hilltop.
Both boys played on the playground.
Later in the afternoon, we drove down to La Jolla Cove so my sister's family could see the sights, and Todd could go swim in the ocean with the San Diego Tri Club again.
Todd tugged and tugged on his wetsuit, but it seemed like it shrunk since the week before when he wore it. We thought it was very strange. He got the legs on but they seemed shorter than before. After he got his arms in, I had to help him zip it up in the back, and I had a really hard time. I had to squish his shoulder blades together to even get it zipped up. After a while, it dawned on me (and on Todd) that he might have possibly grabbed the wrong wetsuit. As in, he grabbed MY websuit! I couldn't stop laughing at that point. My husband had somehow squeezed himself into my womens size 5/6 wetsuit.
We laughed for quite a bit. What could we do? He's in the suit already, and it's not like we could drive the half an hour home and get his wetsuit. So Todd resorted to swimming in it.
After a while, Joyce and Andrew came back from sightseeing and watched for Todd to swim back from the quarter-mile buoy.
Todd was still pretty far away when we all seemed to recognize it was him at the same time.
Todd got out of the water.
Coming up the stairs.
Then we watched from afar as Todd peeled himself out of my wetsuit. Suddenly I hear my nephew Andrew say to me and my sister, "Uncle Todd is so white!"
Again, I couldn't stop laughing! It was kind of true. Todd looked more pale than other people. But we sort of take pride in his paleness, because it's hard to hide from the sun in San Diego. He has pale skin and we try to protect it so he doesn't get sun damage and skin cancer. He gets regular mole checks at the doctor. Even so, I still couldn't stop laughing at 6 year-old Andrew's observation. Ha ha!
After Todd changed and cleaned up, we walked a few blocks to have dinner at Porkyland. Yes, the restaurant really is called "Porkyland". It was Mexican food again. I'm beginning to sense a theme here. Joyce likes Mexican food. We had some really yummy taco plates there as the sun set and got dark.
Another fun day with my family. And funny to boot!