Time always flies during the holidays and this week was no exception. The week began with the TV dying on us. It wouldn't affect us too much since we really don't watch much of anything. This couldn't happen at a better time since Black Friday was near. I'm glad the media stopped using the dookie term "Brown Thursday". Gross. Now it's just pre-Black Friday which seemed like it has been going on since the beginning of November. Anyway, with no real agenda (besides buying a new TV), I ended up buying way too much.
It's been 10 years since Lynn and I had our first date. Ten years! The exact date I'm unsure of but it was on Wednesday night, the day before Thanksgiving in 2004. (I guess I could Google the date but I'm lazy.) And the first place we went out to eat was the high class establishment of TGI Fridays.
The name of this race has changed so much I just call it the donut ride. Originally it was called Tour de Donut but then it changed to The Donut Rally. And now it's called The Breakfast Bash Bicycle Rally. Whatever, it's still the same. It's a 28 mile bike ride that involves donuts, where each one consumed shaves 5 minutes off of your time. And it's not any ol' donut... it's Shipley's!
No, we're not ninja turtles, that was last year. But as we were trick-or-treating, a few out of touch adults said, "Oh neat, ninja turtles" or even worse, "What are y'all?" Sigh. If you don't know, the Koopalings are the bad guys from the Super Mario series, where you would have to defeat each one in order to advance to the next level. And of course there's Bowser, the final boss. Can you guess who was who?
Last Saturday night, at midnight, we participated in the Moonlight Bicycle Ramble. Besides being able to bike at night in the city and dressing up in costumes, it was for a good cause. The proceeds go to Bike Houston, who (according to their website) "is dedicated to making Houston a better place for all types of cyclists." If you didn't already know, I love riding my bike. And if they can make it safer, I'm all for it.
Halloween is quickly approaching and so we made our annual visit to the pumpkin patch at St. Andrew's. The church has built such a reputation for their pumpkin patch that they call themselves the pumpkin church. Seriously, pumpkinchurch.com is where you can find them. We've done this every year since Jacob. It's our little family tradition. And being that this is a relatively new blog, I also posted pictures from years past, which definitely makes me say, "Oh snap!"
Last weekend, we were in Austin for the first weekend of ACL. Usually a trip to Austin would only be a quickie but this felt like a mini-vacation. Maybe it was because we went without the kids. Or maybe it was because we stayed from Friday afternoon to Monday morning (a tad bit longer than our usual weekend trips). But it was nice. The weather cleared up and the temperature dropped. The weekend was perfectly setup.
After being delayed a week due to all the rain (which led to rise of all those effin' mosquitoes), the fall sports season finally began. Jacob moves up to the U10 soccer league which is composed of kids his age and older. These kids, obviously, are on another level. Older, bigger and faster. Now there's a goalie. These kids look serious. By halftime, he was already gassed. And at the end of the game, he was exhausted. Andrew, on the other hand, opted not to play soccer this season and chose T-ball. Why? Because he wanted to try something new. I like that he's willing to try new things. It's a shame he didn't want to play both but his skinny little self wouldn't have been able to handle it.
Every once in a while, it's nice to spend one-on-one time with each kid. Full attention. No distractions. Solid quality time. Each kid acts differently when they don't have their brothers around to play with (or to bother them). Looking back, it's been over two years since the last time I've spent time with only one of the boys. It's been long overdue. Just the other day, I got to spend a little time with Andrew. It wasn't anything big, we just spent a couple hours at Barnes and Noble. I worked as he did his homework (and ate a huge cookie). He's a totally different person without his brothers. I feel like he thinks that we always lecture and yell at him. This is partially true since he's constantly fighting with Tyson (or vice versa) and he's always mad that Tyson gets his way. "Of course Tyson can play while you do homework, he doesn't go to school!" So I wanted Lynn to see the true Andrew... the no distraction, lovable, affectionate, wild Andrew, and encouraged them to spend one-on-one time together.