We also got indoor r/c helicopters.
Here's caden with his giraffe yet to be named
If he is anything like me...he'll always need the rim to be lowered to dunk it.
Chrandy (my bro and his wife) were at the house the other night. Later in the evening Janelle and Mandy informed my brother and I that they had just purchased us the ultimate Christmas presents. They won’t tell us what it is…but with 7 weeks to go I’m betting they will crack prematurely.
Here are the clues so far:
1) It’s something for both my brother and I, but not something our wives will be included in
2) It can’t be immediately redeemed/enjoyed on Christmas day
3) It cost $63.50 each (that was let out of the bag by accident….see I told you they can’t keep this secret for another 7 weeks)
My guesses so far:
· A day at rodeo clown school
· A sweet pair of Heelys (but that doesn’t jive with clue #2)
· As a tribute to our honeymoon, a massage by a brawny Mexican woman with man hands
Any ideas?
Caden is not digging the fireworks
Janelle and Caden accompanied “Chrandy” and the Padgetts (my brother’s in-laws) to Lake James state park last week. I haven’t been to Lake James yet, but it sounds like one of the premier state parks in NC.
My bike (one with pedals not a motor) has laid dormant in my basement since I moved back to Carolina. Once upon a time, I rode it almost every day, even to class. So before I could go off-roading with Chris, I needed to get some repairs done. After we both couldn’t figure out how to change the tire (handiness was never a virtue in our family) I had to sheepishly take it to a shop and have them do it for me. The bike tech changed it in 2 minutes (like watching a NASCAR pit crew) and it cost me $10 (labor cost, not materials). But I will have the last laugh; I studiously watched and can now do it myself.
Chris and I hit the trails soon after. The first 10 minutes were great. Then we got to the bottom and begrudgingly realized that the only way to go was up. We eagerly tacked the hills initially, and then hit “the wall”. We eventually just had to stop. We had both forgotten our water bottles, and I was so exacerbated that I could feel my heart beat through my hat. Of course by the time we worked our way back up, we had no idea where we were at, and more importantly where the van was (bad sense of direction, another thing that is a genetic defect in our family).
Chris and I learned some valuable lessons that day. 1) Our kids should be bike techs so they can put themselves through college 2) going downhill is only good when you have a way (preferable motorized) to get back up the hill 3) if you have a bad sense of direction get a GPS or a big bag of marshmallows
My parents (with Kait’s siblings in tow) and “Chrandy” came over last night for a little father’s day desert. At some point I convinced everyone (including my mom, Mandy and my wife….but not Caden, even though he may have been slightly better than my mom) to play in a 2-hand-touch football game in the backyard….and a tradition was started. Since dad and I were the 2 fathers in the crowd, we were the captains and picked the teams. As usual dad was a bit too aggressive on the field and Chris was the last one picked. Sorry that there are no pics, they would have been quite amusing.
Today my brother and his wife are moving back up to Carolina.
Think of my brother as a poor man's John. (very, very poor)
Somehow he is tanner than I am which is only shocking because he has spent most of his life in my enormous shadow.
You can find Chris' greatest hits on the blog: here, here, here, here, and here.
Excited to have my brother back on a full-time basis. We have always got along really well, but have seldom been in the same place very long since I went to college.
So you will probably see alot more of him here in the near future.
My brother was in town, so we got a friendly game of football going in the backyard. Should be good fodder for some captions. Put yours as a comment below.....
