From the Roof Top of the Standard Hotel Los Angeles, Happy Father’s Day
‘Spread the diaper in the position of the diamond with you at bat. Then, fold second base down to home and set the baby on the pitcher’s mound. Put first base and third together, bring up home plate and pin the three together. Of course, in case of rain, you gotta call the game and start all over again.’ Jimmy Piersal on how to diaper a baby
Matt and Cait at Brunch, the Standard Hotel, LA
Happy Father’s Day to all dads! My parenting partner, is my ex hubby/ good friend/ the only dude in the world who knows too well how to push my buttons (which should explains the divorce lol), Matt P. Aside of whatever mistakes (made, learned from and moved on) we always knew we do one thing right: we got co-parenting down. So good, we’re both so proud of Cait and of all her achievements. On this whole parenting thing, I do admit, I am proud to be co-parenting with the dude. As a dad, he’s pretty bad ass.
The Standard Restaurant, Photo from www.dereksanders.net
Since there is nothing standard in how we raise our daughter (slightly hippy artsy mom and a very scientific attorney dad), I feel that the only appropriate place to take Matt for Father’s Day celebration is … the downtown Standard hotel. Where there is absolutely nothing standard about the place. Just like us.
Rudolph and Rapunzel, also at brunch at the Standard Hotel LA
Our typical get together, goes something like this: Matt on a conference call solving the dotcom problems, Lolo trying to get Cait to learn notes while finishing her own project, Cait learning notes at the same time trying to argue wih Lolo. Lolo about to pull a major dragon mom on Cait. Matt muted himself off of the call, “Caitlin. No. Listen to mommy!” the good American Jewish dad that he is. We’re not fooling anyone here. We are completely aware that as much as she is a little angel, she turns into a little devil as well. Yin. Yang. Life has it she was born out of two attorneys, if she is argumentative it is genetic. Life has it that she is half east half west, she is in every sense of each word… Bhagavad Ghita meets the Mayflower Compact. So everyone just breath easy, we’ll sail through this just fine!
Cait on Father’s Day
Los Angeles. One tries to fly away, one wants to stay and another wants to be here. Matt and I have a complicated yet friendly relationship with each other and with the city. I learned to love it and call it my own after years of being here. It’s a good feeling to finally found the places in LA we each love. Matt on the west side and I’m in downtown. We continue to be the west and east side people too different to be together, yet with a lot of compassion for each other that allows us the opportunity to raise and enjoy our daughter together.
downtown LA from the roof top of the Standard hotel
Dian McManus jokingly and lovingly called the Standard “Where it All Began”. She met husband, the very sweet Sean McManus, here at the Standard. A great story. But I’ll let Mrs McM tells you one day. To me, the Standard downtown is a story of friendship. I spent many days here with good friends for late dinners after concerts, quick lunches when I have nothing to eat at home, or for a drink and music with friends on Sunday afternoons. I have a very weird relationship with buildings, I love them. I am drawn to them and need to live in the middle of the jungle of buildings and be with the energy of people on the streets and then go home to my quiet loft to create and zen out. The roof top of the Standard offers the greenery Matt needs, the sight of the city I am attracted to and the view of the library and old buildings with beautiful architecture we both love.
Lo and Cait, that’s just my Asian side kicking in I have to do a V sign when being photographed
Happy Father’s Day!
From the bottom of my heart, to all you Dads out there… Happy Father’s day. I know many of you have pulled many many days and nights as Mr. Moms, all the days and nights we moms are not available or you simply out of your good heart wanted to give us a break from the little ones. I appreciate you. Your parenting. Your love to your children. Every single awkward explanation you made when your daughter turned to you and innocently asked, “How did you and mommy have me?” Every single bruise you accidentally acquired from teaching your son to play soccer. I think you guys are awesome to do what you do. Thank you Dads, for your amazing part in raising our next generation.
While this society speaks often of single mothers, let me as a single mother, acknowledges the single dads out there. This song is for you. Happy Father’s day to you Dads raising your children in this world.
with lots of love from downtown LA…
L