Under what circumstances would a jumpy Baba happily let her son run smack down the middle of the street? Block party! Yes, Baba’s Day was all I might have wanted it to have been. That and more, on which I will expound later. Meanwhile, predating Baba’s Day this weekend was:

Solo dance, Berkeley, CA.

For a split-second she actually grimaced at the camera, in an attempt to “smile” for it. Don’t know where she learned that craziness; certainly not from me.   So instead I said, “How ’bout just look serious at it.” Which she effortlessly obliged. Best wishes this weekend to those of