Dad's race on Angel Island

Dad had signed up to run a race on Angel Island, he wanted me and mum to go with him but the weather forecasts all said it would be windy and rainy so Mum thought it wouldn't be a good idea for me to go but luckily when we woke up in the morning it was a beautiful day so once our friend JB had got to our place we all drove to Tiburon and caught the ferry over the island.

Here is a photo of me on the ferry with one of my flags on the way over:
It only took about 10 minutes to get to Angel Island, Dad and JB got ready to run:
I was really embarrassed at the start of the race when they sang 'America the Beautiful', Mum, Dad and JB all stood there silently because they don't know the words, I was singing away but I'm not sure they understood what I was saying too well. The race took a long time to get started and I was really really hungry so I didn't get to see them start running because I was too busy getting something to eat.

Once they were gone on their run around the island it started to get very cold. Mum had me all bundled up so I didn't really feel it very much and she kept walking around to keep us both warm. Dad finished just over 45 minutes later and quickly got changed so that he could carry me while we waited for JB who was running around the island twice. I was starting to get a little cold by this point and my stroller looked a lot cozier than being out on the open even if it was with my Dad so I pretended I was tired so that they'd put me in. They snuggled me up in there while they waited out in the cold for JB who ran very very fast because the ferry was due to leave. Unfortunately he didn't make it back in time so I gave up waiting it out in the stroller and we all sat outside a little closed cafe to wait for the ferry. Here's me and my Mum:
She whispered in my ear to do a big pear sauce poop for Dad because he doesn't get to change my nappy as much and she told me that that makes him sad so I did the best I could and Dad got to change me out in the sunshine which I really enjoyed.

We finally got on the ferry at about 1.30pm and made our way back to the car in Tiburon. Here are some photos of me and my Dad on the way back:
That's me and my Dad, I'm not sure what I was looking at but there's usually something interesting going on somewhere.
That's me and Dad with JB and here's me and my Dad looking at the waves splashing on the boat.
It was a smashing day out even if it was a bit chilly in parts. I'd been very good all day but Dad decided we could both be a bit naughty and have our photo taken next to the poshest and most under-used police cars in all of California: