Grandparents

My parents SPOIL my children. They give Chetan everything he wants: lollipops, just one more tv show, late bedtime, endless forgiveness. My dad bought Chetan two doughnuts today. One for after lunch and one for after dinner. What? Who needs 2 doughnuts in one day? I'm going to have to have a talk with my dad about nutrition. Who would have thought I'd be lecturing him on healthy food after all the nagging I received as a child to eat more than just rice & yogurt.

Costco Trip

Today Jack had a break from clinic and was able to be home with Chetan. So I took the opportunity to run a few errands, one of which was to shop at Costco. I called my dad and told him my plans, and we met within a half hour at the Costco in San Leandro where we hung out for about an hour, and ate together. The menu? Dad ate a hot dog with all the fixings except the bun. I had a churro.

I'm grateful to live close enough to my parents and that our schedules are such that we can spend time spontaneously like that together. It's awesome.

Phone Call

My dad called yesterday. Here's how the first part of the conversation went:

Dad: You'll miss me when I'm gone.

Me: Oh yeah? Why is that?

Dad: Because I'm making you lots of money.

Me: Really? How?

Dad: Bidu went up 87 points in the market today, and I just bought you lots of shares. Wooh!

My dad is my go-to person for all things financial. Especially my 401(k) account. He's basically my financial advisor. Actually, he's more than that. What do you call a person who decides what stocks you should invest in and then does it for you? Oh yeah, dad.