Once you are allowed in the door (you have to give your name over the intercom before you can even enter), a beautiful glass elevator takes you upstairs to the restaurant.

Club 33 was designed and built by Walt Disney to be his private apartment and dining area. There are wonderful historic relics all over.
To celebrate my big 3-0, I had to order my specialty drink of choice since I was 7. Shirley Temple of course.



Isaiah was so good the entire day and at the restaurant. There was fine china and crystal everyone, so I was a little nervous. He did great (with some fun breaks with Ma of course).

You may be wondering what this beautiful dessert and this fascinating toilet have in common. They both show how serious Club 33 works to make your experience unique. The toilet was actually kinda weird. Cool, but weird.





There were 24 students, 4 parent chaperones, 2 kids (including Isaiah), and 2 teachers that piled on bikes and made our way across the Golden Gate Bridge. It was a gorgeous day, and a challenging but fun bike ride.
Josh rode with Isaiah on the back of his bike. Isaiah's helmet was too big and practically covered his face (as you can see in the pic), so he cried most of the ride. He's a trooper for sure.
Isaiah had a blast riding on BART from Pleasanton into San Francisco. I think he just enjoyed being out of a car seat and yet still going somewhere. He's already a true urbanite.
Isaiah and I braved jumping on the cable car in the middle of its route together. Our friend Dorina and her baby Meilani rode at the same time (with the same baby carrier on), so the cable car driver called us kangaroo mamas. It became our little nickname for ourselves. Aren't we the coolest?
After a long day in the city, Meilani and Isaiah crash hard. We had quite the adventure in the city lugging around two babies and all of their gear. We defnitely made some wonderful memories. Lets just say the day had the makings of a future Hollywood movie in it. "Babes in San Fran Land" "Adventures in momsitting" "Isaiah Tosland's Day Off" (Ok, I give up)