Beatrice and I went in to San Francisco on BART ("choo choo") to see Daddy's office on Friday. What a view! San Francisco looks flat.
Beatrice traded some bonds and did some 'work'
After the office tour we visited the Wells Fargo museum, where B rode on a carriage.
It was a nice way to end the day, especially as we started the day with a total and complete meltdown/tantrum. Beatrice wanted to put on all of her bathing suits and various other clothes. I enforced a peeling off of layers once the bloodflow to her legs started to constrict. This led to 10 minutes of an on the floor (naked) screaming hissy fit. Wow. She's really almost two.
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