Crosby has achieved nirvana. Yes, a woman is intentionally shoving her behind in his face. What? It's yoga, people. And not just any yoga -- yoga with Jabbar! At some kind of parent/child yoga class, which looks to be filled with moms and their kids, Crosby only half pays attention to his son while an unknown woman of mysterious provenance does her best downward facing tramp in front of him. Crosby, who has styled his hair in a tragic top-knot that makes him look like... a dude who would take a yoga class to meet women, flirts without reservation. When the butt woman's son chats it up with Jabbar, Crosby is only too happy to accept her invitation to a playdate. After all, as she tells Jabbar (whose name she pronounces with about 45 rolled rrrrrs at the end), fate has brought them all together. Probs what brought you together was Jabbar's mom picking up a yoga flyer somewhere and commanding Crosby to take Jabbar to the class, since the kid looks like the only person besides the instructor who knows what he's doing.

Adam is repairing a bicycle in his garage while Kristina rummages through their Goodwill stash. Finding some black pumps, she calls to Haddie, who is in the house, and who answers with the standard teenaged girl "WhAAaat?" Oh, how I simultaneously remember, regret and dread that sound. Kristina has dug out these perfectly acceptable black heels for Haddie to wear for career day during which she will be shadowing Aunt Julia at her office. "Mom, NO!" Haddie says, as if the shoes are hideous in some way. "Aunt Julia works in a REAL office." Kristina is offended. "I wore these real places!" she insists, but Adam interrupts, asking why Haddie isn't shadowing him. "What's wrong with my career?" he asks. Haddie rolls her eyes, hard. "I can really answer that, if you want," she says, dripping with sarcasm. OMG, children. I hate them. I remember being one, and I hate myself, retrospectively. And I was a NICE child. But I think I remember saying something like this to my beloved father, and... just what did I think I knew about anything?! It pains me to remember that. Now, granted, he was an insurance adjuster -- a completely thankless job that he never would have wanted for me, but still. I mean, I went on to work a series of thankless jobs, anyway, and I am sure I will continue to do so. Lucky for me, he was a kind and forgiving soul, much like Adam Braverman, who doesn't even blink at this bitchy comment from his clueless daughter, mostly because he instead chooses to celebrate the successful repair of his bike, instead. "No, no!" Haddie says, smelling what's up: a family bike ride. "This is one of those Braverman Family Fun things," she says, "and I'm not doing it." Adam says yes it is, and yes, she is. "You guys mount up," he says, "and I'm gonna go get the boy!" Haddie snarkily points out that she is going to a movie with Steve in an hour and that "the boy" still has 40 minutes left in his session with Gaby. "No, he doesn't," Adam says, as if this is the first he has heard of this. Haddie and Kristina both explain, with gestures, that yes, he does, as stated on the huge schedule located in the kitchen. No problem, Adam says, obviously having adopted some new philosophy of optimism, he's going to get Max and if all they can do is go around the block together as a family, so be it. Of course, he gets shot down again, this time by Gaby. Though he sort of tries to chide her into changing the plan, she doesn't think they should stop their session, now, as the sticker system she implemented last week is really working out well. As proof, Max sticks his head out of his bedroom -- plainly ignoring his father -- and announces that he's done with his math. "Can I have my Spiderman sticker, now?" he asks. Gaby reminds him that the deal was that he completed math and reading before the sticker was bestowed. "Okay," he says. "Can we start reading, then?" Adam sees that he's got no choice and says they should get to it.