This past Friday the girls had a little dinner date with Ron through their American Heritage Girl Troop. They had to decorate and box and take their own lunch. The girls had a lot of fun painting and decorating their box. Turned out to be a pretty quick evening out but still fun.
Somehow Becca had it in her head that she was going to have a store this weekend. She spent a good portion of Saturday morning coloring and cutting which seemed to inspire Brayden. Soon all three kids were full steam ahead mode for making a store...with anything and everything they thought they could sell. It was actually pretty fun to watch. They had a sign with a name along with when they would be open, not till 3:30 every day because of school. Each little trinket section was labeled with a price. They even decided to have a donation basket for you to give money to their church. Andrea was in charge of the organizing/taking the money...although Brayden quickly took over when Daddy needed change.
Thanks to grandparents for making it fun and Ron who walked out of the house this morning complete with a yarn bow-tie made by Brayden. It is fun when these guys actually decided to get along and to hear them being so creative. Much better than hearing them screaming at each other over what ice-cream to get from two isles over "NO, CHOCOLATE..NO STRAWBERRY...BUT I DON"T LIKE CHOCOLATE!! I will let you imagine the rest as it was only downhill from there, I couldn't get to that freezer section fast enough ...so embarrassing!
No picture for this last little update. I discovered that I will never bike in temperatures lower than 40 degrees. This Saturday was a beautiful sunny day but cold and with no activities our bikes were calling to us. Anyway, I should know better and a beautiful day turned out to be quite wicked to both Ron and I. Deciding to go bike a long ride is one thing but doing it in reality in cold temps in another. Hitting the wall is never pleasant and from now on I will do anything to never hit it again which means not running longer than 14 miles, not biking in sub 40 temps and not tripling your mileage for the sake of a long ride.
We did manage to make it to the BassClassic downtown Tulsa later in the day. Who knew it was going to be such a huge event....I went to see the water dogs jump. Turned out that the BOK center was so full they were turning people away (including Ron, who was about fainting after his ride... trying to get to us so we could get some dinner). I was stuck five rows from the top of the arena, more worried about James doing a header and ending up five rows down. What an event. The bass fishermen role into the arena on their boat and haul our their catch from their on board coolers...complete to loud pumping music. After weighing their bass then they get to tell about their day. Funny to sit and listen to fish stories with about 6000 other crazy people-crazy end to our day.




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