Camp Mimi

Mimi set the standard high last year when she offered to take Chance for several nights for "Special Mimi Time" as Chance calls it.  Some how it's just not the same now that little brother is always around stealing precious time away from him and his Mimi as it used to be.  So this year, Camp Mimi was in full swing again.  Chance headed to Austin the day after school got out for lots of stay-up-late nights, a trip to Uncle Drew and Aunt Andrea's river house, Sea World, Miniature Golf, swimming, you name it.  Most importantly, undivided attention and probably as many secret cokes as a boy could want.  Cause mom doesn't allow those at home :)  See I am sure there was a coke on that table somewhere. 

OK, here's real proof.

I haven't been yet, but I hear the River House is a real gem.  I'm looking forward to seeing it myself in July.  What boy wouldn't love fishing, skipping rocks, finding shells, wading in the river, and having splash fights?

The next day they headed to Sea World.  Chance said it was the best day EVER. Our little dare devil rode lots of roller coasters and soaker coasters.  And best part, he got to pet a dolphin!

Back at Mimi's, more fun ensued......

And then it was back to reality!

FINALLY It's Done!

It's been in the works for 2 years now.  I finally was able to complete it without crying or having a small panic attack that comes with seeing a place we hold so dear. 

We are so proud of our masterpiece.  It's a memory of a lifetime.   A take away from a check mark on the list of completed dreams.  Thank goodness for Ryan's uber-expensive camera that I initially objected to.  He was right, as usual. 

Check it out in the right hand column: Our Swiss Adventure Book.

Spring is in the Air

It's baseball season again, that's right.  It's all baseball, all the time around here.  2 practices a week and 2 games a week can make even the biggest mommy fan tired, and I'm not even playing.  Good thing it consumes 90% of our life, or we'd have nothing else to do.

Besides telling everyone that he's a big boy now and not a baby any more, I was surprised to find Brooks touting at our first game that the Baby Mascot had returned. In full force I might add, sporting the team colors and setting up post with all the mandatory gear.  And never failing to scream "Go Buh-Buh" from the sidelines. Boy will he be excited come September when he too gets to play.

Of course, Chance is cuter than ever.  He decided to keep his lucky number 11 to keep up his so far 100% batting average.  He's been working on sliding, which I hope to get a video of soon.  In Saturday's game he actually did make a successful slide in to second to save himself. 

And Ryan, he's assistant coaching again.  Seems to really be loving it this season.  So much that he's even been out secretly scouting the competition.  And now we see how little league in the Mound get's its competitive reputation!
Go Astros!

Look Who's Getting Some Curlies

GOING BONKERS, ME or YOU?

You've gotta wonder about a place called GOING BONKERS, if they named it to represent the kids bouncing around inside, high on sugar and nasty American fare, or if they named it to better represent the state of the parent upon leaving that place. 

No school today brought me to think it might be a good idea to take the kids for some fun, along with all the other 8000 parents in Flower Mound with the same predicament as me.......where do we take the kids on a very cold day? Mine refuse to wear jackets, or sweatshirts, or anything more than a thin layered shirt, so anything outside is out of the question. Not that there would be a plethora of options if they did wear a jacket.  It's days like these when I sit around and I ask myself, what DO people around here do for fun? Eat twinkie bars and Little Betties? Ok that's not nice.

Mine for sure had the sugar fix.  10 minutes in to climbing, Chance comes running up to me and says, "Mom, we REALLY need a Rootbeer."  Cavan just stood there shaking his head in agreement.  Then little man hears the idea and starts shouting "Rootbeer, Rootbeer".  So, I figure, let's indulge these kids, I mean just let them have some fun, right?  So we get our beers, sit down next to the candy machine, and it's not 2 minutes after that the boys learn the candy machine is broken and they can get unlimited tries to scoop up the candy.  I text Ryan telling him of the boys findings, and I am immediately told, "honey, that is stealing".

Brooks is no fool either.  As soon as the boys left, he took up where they left off.

The kids loved Going Bonkers, and I sat there and dreamed of Starbies and a cappuccino.  Just as I sometimes have to turn the outline of the clouds in to mountains, if they lay low enough on the horizon. 

About 20 minutes prior to leaving, Brooks must have gotten too high on sugar cause he soon was complaining of not feeling well.  Which lead to a 100 degree fever.......no trip to Austin now.  Now we'll be here all weekend asking ourselves, what is there to do?