Michael took Nathan to the sea cliffs on the Palos Verdes Peninsula for some father-son alone time, while I rearranged all the living room furniture in his absence.
Nathan climbed all over the rocks, making Mike take photos of all the trash that had been left behind (for a future environmental art project perhaps?). Nathan came back dirty, wet, and bleeding, which easily means this outing rated a 10 out of 10 on the Excellent Boy Adventure Scale.
Remnants of a mattress, left to rot at the seashore.
Nathan lounging in a rusty patio chair, clutching a plastic hanger and a feather, the Goodyear Blimp traveling the sky above the shoreline in the distance.
Not just a rusty patio chair... an entire recliner!
Something that was possibly useful in another life...
Yes, he's up to date on the tetanus shots...