Saturday Night Cookout....
We cooked out at Pop & Gammy's on Saturday night.
Dad's in town this weekend, and he's got Allen with him this weekend...so, we cooked out over there.
It was fun!
Me & Allen
...and Gage's head right there!
My dad...caught off guard by the camera!
"Kicky Ball" (not to be confused with soccer) in the backyard...
My papa, outside watching the boys play...
Gammy gave Gage TWO ice cream cones after his dinner...
And THEN, she made him a plate of two strawberries, and some sugar for dipping. We can see how that went...
He licked the plate clean.
Needless to say, Gage was W*I*R*E*D for the rest of the night!
Me & My Gammy
A good time was had by all.
The random upset of the evening: we were sitting in the living room, and I think it was Hubby who saw some children outside in the street. Little ones. I'd say one was probably a year old, and the other was a little smaller than Gage, and not as verbal. He was probably 2. IN THE STREET. We went out there, and I scooped them up as they were climbing the stairs up to the neighbor's front door. We know my grandparents' neighbors, and this set of little ones does not belong to them. So, we're going door to door---we're asking the older boy where he lives...in both Spanish & English, because he looks like he may be Hispanic. The neighbors on the other side of Pop & Gammy were having a party, so we asked if they belonged at the party...no.... By now, I'd say 5-7 minutes has gone by, and Gage is starting to flip out b/c I'm holding a baby that is NOT him. So, as my Dad is dialing the police & talking to the 911 operator, a woman comes out & collects the children. Hubby was LIVID about the situation, and the woman just kept telling him that she didn't speak English...so, when I started asking her questions in Spanish, well, suddenly she felt like she had some explaining to do. I think she was their grandmother, although I never asked & she never said. I helped her carry the kids home, because the 2yo definitely did not want to go with her. He busted out of the fence/gate that encloses the driveway. He used a kids ride-on car toy to wedge the gate open & keep it from reclosing. (He may not be very verbal, but he's pretty freaking smart...) So, he busted himself & his kid brother out of the backyard. The grandmother was inside doing something with potatoes. I think peeling them. I can ask quite a few things in Spanish...but, listening to the answer at 90 miles an hour is not so easy for me!
So, crisis averted. It could have ended so badly, but it didn't.
What else happened on Saturday?
Hubby washed & waxed my car.
Now, he's super sunburned.
And, it rained this morning.
So much for all that hard work.