We celebrated Father's Day by me yelling at Evan in the morning because he wasn't stoked enough about the coffee and bagel I brought him in bed. I guess I blew it, Father's Day-wise, by doing the yelling. But then we went out to do some "boheming" (that means hanging out at a sidewalk cafe and drinking coffee, maybe getting some snacks, in case you didn't know) at the St. Francis, which we love, and then later I gave Evan some special CDs and EC wore his best bib. So I guess it all turned out OK.
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I'm so happy the St. Francis is still around - I had heard rumors to the contrary. It's such a great place and I think that alone would be a fine father's day
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