Had the best weekend. Lilah went peepee on the potty - twice! Had some great time with the kids on Saturday night and a family walk and picnic in Central Park on Sunday night. It had been a long time since we got to spend real quality time, so it felt great.
I got into a little argument with a cop while trying to cross the Israel Day parade on Sunday. He didn't like that I crossed after he said stop. I said I couldn't stop because the stroller was already in the street. He again said he wasn't happy ("Not cool, man"). I said "What should I do? I got the stroller!". He asked for ID.
FYI - the new stroller sucks. It's heavy and is harder to steer than a boat. But it holds 2 kids and is the best of a bunch of bad options.
Anyway, I finally pull the boat to the side after weaving through the crowd, hand him my ID and apologize. He was pissed that I didn't respect his authority, so that was the first thing I did. He looks at me struggling with the stroller, and I can tell he's going to let me off. Things will be fine, let me just talk this thing through and we'll be on our way.
I tell him my wife and I had been arguing and I lost my temper. (Harley had been cross examining me, like the good lawyer she is, and it was not fun.) At that exact moment, she jumps in between the cop and me all tough and says, "Is there a problem officer?" I ask her to back off.
Again she says, "What did he do, officer?" He says, "What are you, his lawyer?" She says, "Yes, I am." I turn to him and say, "See?? That's the problem!!" We laughed about that for a good hour.