If you are new here, read my first What’s for Dinner post to get filled in on what the heck’s going on around here. If you have been to this rodeo before, let’s get to business.
Tonight’s Dinner was awesome according to the boys!
We went to a local high school football game to watch our friend from church play ball. It was super fun and he even had an interception in the game! Sweet!
The game started at six, so we picked out dinner at the concession stand. We ate a very “nutritious” variety of: pizza, soft pretzels. popcorn, Doritos, Gatorade, nerd ropes and fruit snacks. I am getting a stomach ache just thinking about it.
Thatcher would try to scream out whatever the fans around him were yelling, it was really cute, and great motivation for him to try and use his words.
Conner was more into stomping his feet to make noise!
After the boys finished their pizza and hot dog they wanted to go pick a candy bar. The concessions were at the other end of the bleachers and I was nervous about letting them go alone, but….they really wanted to. I knew Conner would be fine, but I have never let Thatcher that far out of my sight without another adult.
I told Thatcher he had to stay right with Conner (he was also wearing his ID braclet with my cell number on it) and I told Conner to hold his hand the whole way and not talk to anyone but the lady in the concession stand. I had them both memorize what section we were in. Gave them three dollars and let them go pick a candy bar. (me nervously biting my finger nails)
It was too much. I couldn’t handle it. After about a minute I snuck over to the concession area and was so happy to see them together at the window making their choices. I had to sneak a picture.
I could tell they felt so independent and proud of themselves. I wanted to keep watching them secretly, but unfortunately Conner turned his head and saw me out of the corner of his eye. I quickly ran off, hoping he would just think there was someone else at the game that looked like me.
He wasn’t born yesterday. When they got back the first thing he told me was that he saw me. Busted!
Well one thing is for sure, eating at the football game wasn’t the most nutritious dinner we’ve had all week, but it sure made for some good times!
At one point Conner asked if he could go down to the bottom bleacher. Within a few seconds he made an announcement loud enough for all to hear. “Mom, I know something now! This grass is not fake it is real!” Thanks Conner, we were all wondering…………..
Keep it Real!