En route to Pride, Berkeley, CA. We walked as a family to our nearest BART subway station: the girlie, the boychild, the beloved, her brother, and his two kids. Came back with our across-the-street lesbo family chums, about six hours,  several hot city miles, 5 ounces of sun screen, a

Ghost, Berkeley, CA.

At the playground, Berkeley, CA. We pick up the older cousins weekly at their nearby elementary school (probably the A#1 benefit of co-housing with the in-laws: the childcare swaps ROCK).  This day, after picking up the girl cousin we went up to play at the big kids’ playground.  It was