LaVor and I were discussing where we should take family pictures this year and he suggested we go somewhere (other than across the street). "Like San Francisco," he said.
I got right on it and started researching good spots to take pictures. I came across Buena Vista Park which just so happens to be up the street from Memphis Minnie's, our favorite BBQ spot that we also wanted to visit. Over the next few weeks, I tried to put together a semi-acceptable wardrobe and prayed the weather would work in our favor. Last night, I charged my camera, got the tripod all set, and showed LaVor what everyone would be wearing. "It's too much," he said of my shirt. I showed him another outfit and he said it wasn't enough. Since it was 10:00 and I had no other options, I ended up choosing the too much outfit.
We woke up bright and early this morning and were on the road by 9:00. We were estimated to arrive around 11:30 which meant we'd be right on time to lunch at MM. We always have such a good time there and can't get enough of their food!
With extra full bellies, we drove up Haight Street and found THE perfect spot to snap some pictures. Except, I forgot the screw that attaches the piece to my camera that inserts into the tripod. Sooooo, LaVor's dad was our photographer. Bless his heart! I'm SO grateful they were with us or else I would have been a wreck.
Look at that view!
And this one!
Good golly, I love San Francisco.
We wrapped things up and drove to the Mission so LaVor could go to his knife shop and I could finally poke my head in Tartine. LaVor found a prime spot and we both accomplished our tasks, mine being a little sweeter, and we were off to our next destination.
I've never been to the Legion of Honor but it's apparently a very popular spot. And the park rangers are jerks there. So we continued north to the Presidio.
Unfortunately, Doodlebug fell asleep and was just a tad crabby when we found a parking spot. He wanted nothing to do with getting out of the car, let alone taking more pictures, and complained of his tummy hurting. He's a pretty regular boy but hadn't pooped in a day so I knew he just needed to relieve some pressure. And that he did.
Magically, his little personality changed and he was more energetic than I wanted him to be :)
Needless to say, everyone was "done" by this point so we tried to capture what we could and called it a day.
The boys really wanted to go to the beach so we skipped on over to Crissy Field to catch the sunset.
Doodlebug was thrilled to interact with the dogs and kick the sand.
And The Lime was grumpy we wouldn't let him get in the water.
We needed to get on the road but wanted to make one more stop to see the Christmas tree in Union Square. We braved the 30+ minute drive to go 3 miles (and understood why we don't ever go there!) only to arrive and have The Lime complain of starvation when 10 minutes earlier I asked if anyone was hungry and he said no. It got to the point where he thought he was going to pass out so LaVor snagged him a Jamba Juice and that didn't seem to hit the spot :P The apples I had with me, all along, did the trick.
At least we got to get a picture with the tree!
I love this city and feel so blessed we live close enough that we can visit it often. I'm thankful for all the memories I created here while going to school and that our family had created. I'm grateful for its beauty, character, joy it brings me, and the people who make it so special.
It was the perfect spot for our pictures this year and I'm thankful LaVor suggested it.
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