We spent Father's Day in Houston. We stayed with Annie and Papa (my grandparents) and woke up to the smell of bacon, sausage, and eggs (I actually woke up to the sound of Davis shouting my name). Davis and I played outside with Annie for a good hour before breakfast. While Annie and I enjoyed a cup of coffee, Davis played baseball, tennis, badminton, golf, blew bubbles, and golfed. I was worn out and needed a hearty breakfast after all that!
After breakfast we headed to church where we attempted the cry room. Our church in San Antonio is tiny tiny compared to the church my grandparents attend in Houston. Our cry room seats about 8 while theirs seats about 20 (and there are two of them). Here's the crazy thing we realized, our kid is actually pretty good in church. Compared to the other 10ish kids in the room, Davis was really well behaved. But being in the cry room with all the loud kids drove us crazy. So we left the cry room about half way through mass and stood in the back.
Our next activity for the day was lunch at Jim and Loren's (my aunt and uncle) with more family. We had burgers and hot dogs while we enjoyed the sun and the pool!
One more stop before leaving Houston, we got a tour of Sara and Mike's (Forrest's sister and brother-in-law) house, who just recently moved to Katy after living in Oklahoma. Davis loves love loves his cousins Kate and Alex. They had a great time playing with trains and footballs!
Happy Father's Day Forrest! Davis loved celebrating with you!
1 comment:
So fun!! We almost headed to San Antonio! How funny would that have been?! :)
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