I'm sitting here at my computer. It's 5:30 in the morning. I should be exercising but instead, I'm eating a brownie, drinking a glass of milk, and trying to figure out where the last week went. None of those things are good for my thighs.
We didn't have school on Friday for the Annual Texas State Fair. WHOOHOO!! Except, I boycotted the fair this year. I know. If you live in Dallas, you may want to come over and burn a corndog in my yard for such blasphemy but I did it and you know what, I don't feel a bit bad about it.
I've had two children get lost at the fair. Doesn't that make you want me to babysit your kids? One of those episodes resulted in my son needing to keep me in his sights at all times for about a year. It was all fine and good until I had to go to the bathroom.
If every person in our family ate one corndog and split a drink (which would cause ten minutes of arguing over Sprite or Lemonade), the grand total would be about $55 and seriously, I can't eat just one of babies. I need about three to feel like my time was well spent.
And that doesn't include the funnel cakes, the candy apples, the chicken fried bacon that we'd have to try, and all the games and rides. It's pretty hard to get out of the Fair with a family of 8 for less than $200.
Two words; TOTAL WHIPPIN'.
So, I boycotted the State Fair of Texas and thankfully, Trey agreed. Sorry Big Tex.
Instead, we took the kids out to Cedar Hill State Park where we hiked, swam, picnic-ed, and played, all for about $15.
The highlight was seeing huge vultures eating a dead something. My kids went crazy because the birds were almost as big as they were.
We also told them to watch out for bobcats. "Sadie, can you tell me the difference between a bobcat and a regular cat?"
"Uh huh, A regular cat is like Caddy Woodlawn and a bobcat will scratch your face off."
Nice Sadie. Really, what else do you expect from a child who dresses like this about 75% of the time?
That's Darth Sadar and she knows a thing or two about bobcats.
Right at the end of our day, just before we were about to load up in the car, Scout and Fern found a little stagnant pond and came out looking like this.
It made the ride home so fun and really smelly.
I didn't think it was possible for her to get any uglier but, indeed, it is.
Darius went to Six Flags with some friends on Saturday.
He was a little scared to ride the rides so we thought a helmet might make him feel safer. Trey tried to bribe him into wearing the thing the whole time he was at the park but, to a high school sophomore, nothing is more valuable than your image. Nothing.
Case in point. Don't smile for pictures.
That is definitely against the code. Definitely. Even when you're wearing a Barbie helmet.
Oh, Tom cracked. Don't do it Tom! Don't smile.
That's better, Tom. Now, Darius, you gotta hang in there, buddy. The camera's almost put away, then you can smile. Until then, channel Ice T from 'Boyz in the Hood'. I think Charlie and John (in the back) have been practicing in front of the mirror at home. They're good. Real good.
Tom obviously hasn't mastered his ghetto gangsta look, yet. We'll have to work on it.