Texas trip - 5
Tuesday morning came around as it usually does – right after Monday night. We broke the fast, but not together, it was every person for themselves. Today was the day planned to go to the school to have lunch with GM2 – OD, the Spice and GM1 went to keep her company and I stayed with GM5. The trip was a surprise one and she was appropriated pleased.
When the little one got up from his nap, he downed a whole snack cup of Spaghettios and it didn’t take him but a skinny minute to do so. This little one is picking up words and phrases all along, but sometimes he has to have a translator – his Mom usually. His mind is soaking up most anything going on around him – good thing we don’t cuss.
The ladies got back and started to get ready for their big adventure of the evening, to attend an Astros baseball game. Since I still can’t sit for very long, my job was to ‘sit’ with GM5 again. When GM2 got home from school, the ladies got ready and departed for downtown Houston for the event. The season opened on Monday the 2nd. GM5 and I hung around to guard the home front. We partook of our evening meal and did some one-on-one face time together. He was finally ready to conk out shortly after 8pm and I put him down.
They have two dachshunds and one ear has to be kept open for them, lest they get into something they shouldn’t. I was quietly watching TV when I heard a small sound that sounded like something or someone pulling at plastic. I spoke a warning in the direction of the sound and got up to check. There was a plastic bag of trash by the door to be taken out and behind the table Bogey, one of the dogs, was quietly lurking. I knew he was the guilty party and I smiled because he still had a small piece of telltale plastic in his teeth. After being sufficiently scolded, he slunk off to areas of less guilty emotions.
GM1 and GM2 came in from the game all excited for at least a couple of reasons. First, they were chosen as honorary bat girls and got to be in a promotion and were shown on the big screen at the park. Second, they were all excited about one of the ball players, Brad Ausmus, they called him a ‘hunk’. Fortunately for them the weather cooperated, even though the stadium is covered, they could have been very wet going back and forth to the van. It was a good thing that they didn’t go to see the Astros win – because they didn’t.
That’s about like life, sometimes you win, sometimes you lose and sometimes you really fall on your face and get stepped on, but with Jesus you have a friend to help you get back up and start all over. ec
When the little one got up from his nap, he downed a whole snack cup of Spaghettios and it didn’t take him but a skinny minute to do so. This little one is picking up words and phrases all along, but sometimes he has to have a translator – his Mom usually. His mind is soaking up most anything going on around him – good thing we don’t cuss.
The ladies got back and started to get ready for their big adventure of the evening, to attend an Astros baseball game. Since I still can’t sit for very long, my job was to ‘sit’ with GM5 again. When GM2 got home from school, the ladies got ready and departed for downtown Houston for the event. The season opened on Monday the 2nd. GM5 and I hung around to guard the home front. We partook of our evening meal and did some one-on-one face time together. He was finally ready to conk out shortly after 8pm and I put him down.
They have two dachshunds and one ear has to be kept open for them, lest they get into something they shouldn’t. I was quietly watching TV when I heard a small sound that sounded like something or someone pulling at plastic. I spoke a warning in the direction of the sound and got up to check. There was a plastic bag of trash by the door to be taken out and behind the table Bogey, one of the dogs, was quietly lurking. I knew he was the guilty party and I smiled because he still had a small piece of telltale plastic in his teeth. After being sufficiently scolded, he slunk off to areas of less guilty emotions.
GM1 and GM2 came in from the game all excited for at least a couple of reasons. First, they were chosen as honorary bat girls and got to be in a promotion and were shown on the big screen at the park. Second, they were all excited about one of the ball players, Brad Ausmus, they called him a ‘hunk’. Fortunately for them the weather cooperated, even though the stadium is covered, they could have been very wet going back and forth to the van. It was a good thing that they didn’t go to see the Astros win – because they didn’t.
That’s about like life, sometimes you win, sometimes you lose and sometimes you really fall on your face and get stepped on, but with Jesus you have a friend to help you get back up and start all over. ec
posted by mreddie | 5:34 PM
6 Comments:
So, you're saying that the women went to a ball game and the men stayed home? So, you're saying that the women went to a ball game and the men stayed home? So, you're saying ...
AC - Afraid that is exactly what I'm saying - one of us was too young and the other was a bit infirmed. I did watch it on TV - does that count? :) ec
My husband would be staying home too.
As for me, I'll be making at least one 135 mile trip this summer to see my Giants. Perhaps they'll be playing the Astros.
Granny - The normal team we pull for is the Atlanta Braves - but when you are in Rome . . well, in this case Houston. We all need someone or something to pull for don't we? ec
I can see it now in the local paper: Dog Trained To Take Out Trash.
Bonita - Bogey's interest was not in taking it out, except the parts he wanted to chew on. :) Fortunately I caught him before he spread the whole bag on the floor. ec
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