Who Dat?

There's no need for all you Saint's fans to get your hopes up that the Swinney's have gotten on dat band wagon.  

We haven't.  

But we did go to a Texas Ranger's game Monday night.  It was one of those things where I knew the girls would enjoy it.  I knew Levi would enjoy it. And I knew I'd rather pierce my eyelids. 

 O.k., I have to admit that I actually DO enjoy it for about an hour.  The hot dogs...yum.  The cotton candy...oh, yes.  The atmosphere...all united in the name of baseball love.  

But after an hour I start asking Levi what inning it is.  Every 10 minutes.  I've come to the conclusion that innings are like watching water boil.  Excruciating.  

As soon as the players got on the field Mia enthusiastically began to whoot, holler, and clap for the Cowboys.  She said "Hey dad, which one's are the Cowboy's, huh?  Tell me!  Tell me!  Tell me!"  Levi stared at her blankly, not saying a word.  

So, naturally her retort was "Come on Dad!  You should know this!"

He sorted her out and she seemed to 'get it' that this was not football, the Cowboys were not playing, and that we were actually at a Texas Ranger's BASEBALL game.

And then Jules began to chant "Let's go!  Badgers!  Let's Go!  Badgers!"  

Poor, poor, Levi.  I'm so sorry honey!  I wish I was one of those girls that liked sports and maybe even one of those girls that pretends to like them for her man but I can't even muster enough care to pretend.  But I like it when football is on.

In the background while I'm cooking, painting, or gluing glitter on something.  

The girls really did have a blast.  I brought a bag of things to do and it was never opened.  Mia very much enjoyed everything about it.  She was content observing, cheering, and bug watching.  Because up there in the nosebleeds you are real close to the big lights.  And those big lights make bugs to crazy things...like dive bomb you.  More on that later.

Jules observed for a while and decided that she would dance.  It was cute until she got a little too jiggy with it.  Unintentional and innocent, I swear.  But, that's hard to convince a crowd when they see this:

I stopped her immediately following her pole dance and right before I was certain she was about to drop it down low.  Luckily, Levi was out shopping for a shirt so I got that under control before he could bare witness to Trixie shaking her tail feathers.  And some other things.  

Meanwhile, I decide that Mia needed some camera time and so I asked her to give me a smile.  She did smile...in a stroke sort of way.  She thought she was hilarious.

 I showed it too her thinking she would be mortified and you know what she said?

Cooool. 

I was quite entertained by those two crazies and then I started to get a little antsy.  Jules began loosing her shiz over the dee-scusting crickets that were literally DIVE BOMBING us.  It was seriously disturbing.  Every time she thought one landed on her she would scream and convulse.  Can't say I blame her b/c they were no ordinary crickets.  Their wings were all jacked up and funky.  They looked like some sort of Frankenstein cricket.   Mia was collecting them for pets, practically.  Gag. 

I think Levi had had his fill of baseball by about the 7th inning and he so very graciously dismissed us.  Jules was more than relieved to escape the crickets.  She kept saying...I'm getting grossed out guys.  I'm really getting grossed out guys.   

Now here is where I shake my fist to the heaven's.  I'm rolling my eyes as I type.  Why bother sharing...you guys already think I'm an accident waiting to happen.

We approach the downward escalator.  Mia and Levi get on, no problem.  They are on their way to the bottom.  I decided a long time ago that it is safer for the girls to get on without holding my hand b/c I have a bit of a phobia of them and I tend to hesitate before I step on.  Now that they are older that usually works.  Usually.  

Except for that night Jules and I are standing right next to each other and I say...o.k...on three!  And I began my decent while she remained at the top freaking out.  I yell...Come on honey!  You can do it! Please...just step on to it! 

Except, that she couldn't.  And wouldn't.  She just began to cry. 

So I began climbing up the downward (and going way to fast I might add) escalator.  That was super hilarious.  I couldn't get to her.  I was trying to run up it...but again, it was going so fast I wasn't making much progress.  Fortunately a nice lady grabbed her hand and kind of shoved her onto it. 

It's like God suddenly remembered that nothing stupid had happened to me that day so he squeezed it in last minute.   Not complaining....just stating the facts.

I can't imagine how boring our lives would be without Levi.  I always resist his suggestions to deviate from the everyday ordinary things.  Then he makes me go.  And I always have fun and my mind is opened just that much more.   The baseball game was one example but on Saturday we took the girls to their very first BAR.

We so did.  It felt all kinds of wrong but it was soooo fun!  It was supposed to be a family fun filled event at an outdoor pavilion that flooded that morning forcing them to move it to a bar and grill.  Not like Chili's.

Like last call for alcohol bar.

However, in the name of family fun they did not allow smoking and kids were allowed so it was still a very safe and controlled environment.

And this was no ordinary blue grass band.  They are called Cadillac Sky.  Talk about ca-razy.  Very entertaining.  The girls were in complete awe of the entire thing.  This was their first concert after all and daddy broke them in good.  We sat on the floor right in the front...awesome.  

Jules stayed right behind Levi resting her chin on his head...

Mia sat right beside him giggling at all the silly things the bearded guy did....

Thanks for keeping us cool, Levi.  You enrich our lives in so many ways even though I usually don't realize it until after you've taken me somewhere kicking and screaming.  I mean, you did take our 5 year old and 7 year old to a bar.

And that just makes me think of a quote made by Reese Witherspoon in Sweet Home Alabama:  "Look at you!  You have a baby.....in a bar!"

Never a dull moment.....