I've only been to a handful of sporting events in my life. I went to couple of Mets games and maybe a Knicks game or two when I was a kid, and had a football game date with Kendrick last fall…but that's pretty much it. This isn't because I don't "like" sports - I really do, I love the atmosphere and the food enough that I don't really care that I don't follow much of what's actually going on on the field. But it's all the other stuff - the crazy expense, the packed parking lots, and the fact that you have to leave earlier than you want to leave if you don't want to sit in traffic for two hours - that sort of turns me off.

It's just such a hassle.

The other night, Kendrick told me he had a couple of free tickets to a minor league game and asked if we wanted to go, and I wasn't terribly enthusiastic about the proposition of dragging a toddler through a crowded stadium at the exact moment in time that he typically goes to bed, but...

I've been to the Embarcadero once before, during an early-2010 trip with NonSociety, but as with…oh, everything: it's so different when you're with a child. When you look at life through a toddler's eyes, you notice things that your grownup self just doesn't notice.

Vince sweater via Destination Maternity; fringe booties.