92 Degrees

We had a real, WARM, summer day yesterday. I mean, not just for San Francisco. Weather.com says it got to 92 degrees. And oh it was oh so fine. We had such a fun, long-overdue beach day at the Crissy Field tide pools. We stayed for 3 hours! We had to re-apply sunscreen and everything.


Will, Sarah and I were in H.E.A.V.E.N. Will loved playing catch with this dog. He is so in that loving doggies phase.



The only down side to our fun day at the beach was when I left Sarah and Will with our friends while I went to pack the car and move it closer. I had told Sarah I'd be right back and to play with her friends, but apparently, that wasn't what she wanted to do. When I got back, I couldn't find her ANYWHERE. I don't think I've EVER been that scared. I mean, there were literally hundreds of people at the beach. I did notice her shoes were missing so I thought maybe she needed to go to the bathroom - not too far away, but when we went earlier, I had made her put on her shoes. I rushed back there, but no such luck. I was a wreck. I was crying and praying with all my heart.

As I walked back to the beach area where my friends were - not knowing what to do next - a woman saw me and asked if I had lost a little girl. "YES!" and then I saw Sarah sitting on a cement bench surrounded by 3 women and a few kids. She was found crying looking for mommy and they were trying to comfort her. One lady had even called the police to report a lost girl. I gave Sarah the biggest hug ever and we cried together. I was sooooooo happy to find my little girl. We went and got William and as we were leaving ran into the lady again - who was now accompanied by the police officer - and we filed a report. I'm so glad it ended happily.

See there are good people in San Francisco. There may be the random stealer of cameras and frisbees, but at least my little girl is safe at home.