Wanna get away???

Today was a busy Saturday, like every other. We got up early to be at Brek's soccer game by 8:30 a.m. (Yikes!), then it was rush back home to get ready for Bae's soccer game (and pictures) which didn't start until 11:00 a.m. To make matters worse, it was in the low 50s and drizzling rain this morning. Yucky!

A couple of pics from Bae's game.





After the games (and pictures), we were off to the Heritage Farm Festival in Huntington. The boys had their pictures made with two Civil War soldiers. They also loved the petting zoo, where they held a turtle, a duck, a chick, a bunny and got to pet a baby-doll sheep. This was definitely the highlight of the festival. . . .for them.













The highlight of the festival as far as Joey and I were concerned, was the custom-made paddle. While that may seem harsh, I can already tell you that the paddle has actual magical powers. With just a wave of it in their direction, attitudes change, fighting stops, and mouths close. It's great!





We left the festival and dropped Joey off at the house so he could let the dogs out, and the boys and I headed across the street to Midway to grab some . . . .lunner? (What's the word for lunch and dinner?) Anyway, Joey and I have been trying to encourage the boys to speak up when we're out somewhere and they're speaking to adults. To further give them practice, we recently let them start ordering their food themselves. Midway is a drive-in restaurant, so we pulled up and an older guy came running out to get our order. I started naming off items, and Bae asked me from the backseat if he could roll down his window and tell the waiter something. I unlocked the window, thinking he was going to add something to his order. Instead, he said, "Hey, do you only have two teeth?" I. . . .was. . . . horrified. My whole face was burning as the guy responded, "Yeah, sure do." As if things weren't bad enough, Bae said, "Why?" The guy kinda chuckled and said, "I just do." Then, he turned and trucked it back in to deliver our order.

I sat there for a second, wishing I could disappear. I turned to Bae and tried to explain how that wasn't polite to ask the man if he only had two teeth. Bae said, "Weeelll, he did only have two teeth, Mama." I told him that I knew, but again gently tried to explain that it isn't nice to point it out and how he probably made the man feel bad. He sat there pondering what I had said, while the audio to that travel commercial played in my head.

"Wanna get away?" YES, PLEASE!