My wife glanced at the blog this morning and informed me that I need to be more upbeat. So, here goes:
This pleasant, crisp MLK morning, my daughter and I took a stroll to the Claremont Village, where we enjoyed people watching and staring contests over bagels at 42nd Street Bagel, then picked up a to-go order for my wife and son, and admired the s’more cupcakes, at Some Crust. We also took some detours on the way home to do gymnastics on the egg-shaped bike racks and giggle at cavorting dogs at the Pooch Park.
Now my son (sick in bed with a cold) and I are going to watch Superman (1978) on Netflix. Orale.
I am grateful for my amazing family, our comfortable home, for the vibrancy and silliness of Claremont and SoCal, for MLK all others who have paved the way.
Happy MLK Day!