A Thanksgiving Eve Recipe

The day before Thanksgiving can be a bit of a bore for a kid.  It's a busy time for the grown ups - wrapping things up at work, getting the shopping done & the house in order.  Well, the day looked like a total loss for the kiddos, until some friends helped us come up with the perfect Thanksgiving Eve recipe.  Here's what you'll need:

 

Take one exercise ball, 

 Two plasma scooters.

Three boys.  (Preferably two Coppingers and one Bond)

Ready, set...

 

GO!!

A home-grown version of bumper cars.

Life is good.  A little loud, but good.

The 1st Field Trip ~or~ My 1st Chaperone Gig

What's the best thing about school?  Field trips, of course!  We had our very first one last week.  We visited the Big Orange Pumpkin Farm in Celina, TX.  The obvious question is why would we visit a pumpkin patch the week after Halloween?  I don't know the answer, but I do know the kids didn't care.  And they didn't seem to care that it was a chilly, blustery day either.  They could barely contain themselves as they rushed for the buses.

Jake was the last one out - not because he was late.  He was the official door holder.

One advantage to being the last on the bus is you get to sit in the front!

Jake's first field trip was also a first for me -- my first experience as a chaperone.  Woo HOOO!!  Meet my motley crew:  Carlie, Jake and Arav.  The fourth kiddo in the picture is Hunter.  His mom also came along for the ride and they hung out with my group for the day - and thank goodness, because I definitely needed another set of mom-eyes to keep up with my charges.

Even this Mama Longhorn knew I was way out of my league with these crazy kids.

The first thing we did was feed the animals.  Everyone pretty much agreed it was "icky".

The animals didn't seem to mind that no one wanted to hand feed them.  They were perfectly happy to help themselves to the food.

 Next up was a hay ride around the farm.  There was plenty to see, including:

a pyramid of worried pumpkins...

an inquisitive pig...

and a fretful spider.  There were also placards placed along the trail that told the story of Farmer Rick.  Apparently, he left home one day to check on the hay harvest.  When he didn't come home for dinner, Mrs. Farmer Rick got a little concerned.  She went down to the fields to find him, but the farmhands informed her that he hadn't been around for days.  Farmer Rick was never seen again....

Poor Farmer Rick.

The kids got a real kick out of that one.

After the hay ride, it was off to the pumpkin patch.  It rained like crazy on Sunday and Monday, so the fields were a muddy mess.  And for those of you who haven't had the pleasure of experiencing the "expansive clay soil" of our parts, well...lets just say these shoes will never be the same.  Yuck!

The kids have been studying the life cycle of the pumpkin in their science unit.  One of the things they were supposed to do in the pumpkin patch was to look for the various stages in that cycle.  Jake found some seeds.

Arav found a vine with a flower.

Carlie found a green pumpkin.

Everybody got to pick an orange pumpkin to take home with them.

The last order of business was a class picture on the old farm truck.  Then it was back to the buses and back to school.  It was a fun day, but I'll admit that I was exhausted when it was all over and done with.  I lost the kids at least a dozen times.  Fortunately, the farm is pretty small and well contained.  Nothing like, say, Arlington National Cemetery where Deanne Basonic and I managed to wander away from our chaperone (aka:  my Mom) and get lost among the gardens of stone.  I won't be volunteering to chaperone that field trip.

Chewie, Gooey, Ghoulsy, Cutesy (and we survived it all)

Well, another Halloween has come and gone, and I'm happy to report we have survived yet again.  I'll admit, things weren't quite as put together this year as they've been in years past.  I don't know, maybe it was having two kids in fall sports, maybe it was Duke's travel schedule, maybe I'm just getting old and tired.  But in the end, the kids had fun and that's pretty much all that counts, right?

A good portion of the week leading up to Halloween was spent baking cookies:  4 dozen undecorated cookies for Delila's party at Infinite Bounds; and 4 dozen decorated cookies for Jake's soccer team.  The kids love helping make cookies, so I thought it would be a fun thing to do together.  Two failed batches and a very messy kitchen later, I realized the error of my ways.  So...I turned them loose with their own cookie and some decorating supplies.  I'm brilliant like that!

Good, not-so-clean fun in the making!

 Seriously, can you ever have too much goopy green frosting?

I mean, how else will you get all the sprinkles to stick?  Hmmm, it still needs a little...something.

Oh!  I know!  A little black frosting!!  Perfect!!

Now for the real dilemma:  where to start....

Oh yeah!  Right here!!

We don't worry if things get a little drippy...

...because it's finger-lickin' good!

The frightful festivities were in full swing by Friday night.  We had tickets to the Dallas Mavericks' basketball game.  Kids were encouraged to dress up and were rewarded with all kinds of goodies prior to tip-off. 

Delila's decision to dress as a "magical pink unicorn" worked to our favor. She stole the show and got the whole family moved down to courtside seats. And of course, the Maverick's mascot, Champ had to stop by to see who was stealing all his thunder. Yes, our little lady made it on the Jumbotron that night.

Jake originally wanted to be a penguin for Halloween - probably because we had so much fun watching them on our trip to the Baltimore and Dallas World Aquariums this summer.  But since I wasn't up to figuring out how to make a penguin costume that he could easily walk the neighborhood in, he figured dressing up as a Zombie Football Player was good enough for him.  Let's face it, if it has anything at all to do with football, it's pretty much OK with Jake.

He was looking pretty scary once the makeup was complete.

Here he is, a Zombie Dallas Cowboy rising from the grave.  Hmmm...maybe that's the problem with the Cowboys this year...zombies.  (Oh, and don't worry.  Jake's not rooting for the Cowboys.  His heart still belongs to Pittsburgh.)

Although Halloween was on a school night this year, we stuck to our tradition of gathering with a handful of neighborhood friends to snack and get dressed.

Here's Lila, suiting up under the careful supervision of Katie the Terminally Cute Witch.

Yep, I'm pretty sure that tail belongs on the back.

Hats on!

And the BFFs are ready to go!!  (That's Best Friends Forever, for our non-texting readers - you know who you are.)

And they're off!  Trick or treat!!

As is also the tradition, good friend Karen helped me hold down the fort and dole out treats.  It was a great time.  The only thing that will 'haunt' me - other than Jake's peeling face, of course - is that I didn't get a group picture.  We were pretty disorganized, and it makes me sad that that moment's gone forever.  But that's the only real regret.  The week was a hectic good time.  Fun was had and the treats were plentiful.  In the end, the kids were home in time for baths and went to bed dreaming and scheming of Halloweens to come.  Of course, I'll be having nightmares about the ghoulish mess I have to clean up tomorrow.  But it was a good time and we all survived...and that's all that really matters.

The Texas State Fair

In Dallas, this time of year isn't short of excitement.  The weather turns!  No more 100 degree days.  Well ok, maybe we still get close to that mark during the day, but at least the nights cool off.  Football! Professional.  College.  High School.  And at our house, the best kind of football, Front Yard Football!!  This time of year also brings the Texas State Fair!  And this is Texas we're talking about folks, so it doesn't get any bigger and better than this!

We love the fair. So what if it means dropping hundreds for dollars on bad beer, food that'll kill ya and cheesy rides for the kiddos.  It's my favorite voluntary tax.  This year, like most recent years, we were graced with Mimi and Bubba's company.  We also met up with our dear friends the Pittmans.  And like every year, we had a great time.  The weather was the best it's ever been - mid 70s with a slight breeze.  We got there minutes after they opened the gates and stayed until we'd had all the fun we could have.

Jake got to toss the football a few times.

 

It was almost like he was a real professional football player!!

Duke was feelin' it too!

 Lila & Jake had a front row seat for the bird show. 

The birds were flying pretty much straight at them, but our little photographers didn't even flinch.

 The Owl wasn't too sure about all those kids being so up close and personal...

...but the Raven didn't care, probably because he charges for his time.

 

The car show at the Fair is huge, and it's always a lot of fun.  Jake took his girl Keily for a test ride in the new Bitchin' Camero.

 

Lila chose her cars to match her hair...

...and her outfit.

 

Of course, we had to take a few minutes out to ogle the new Super Sonic Blue Corvette...since that's what Mimi & Bubba are cruising around in these days.

We always have a good time at the car show, but hanging off the back bumper of a real live Monster Truck was an added bonus this year.  Talk about your Texas-size truck!!

Of course we did our fair share of eating while we were there.  The Tornado Taters were yummy.  The Sweet Tornado Taters - made out of sweet potatoes and drizzled with a marshmallow sauce - were even yummier.

Every year, I dutifully try the Official Food of the Fair.  Last year, as you may recall, it was Chicken Fried Bacon.  It was OK.  This year's "Official Food" was fried Frito pie, and it gets an enthusiastic and artery clogging thumbs up from me!  Just what is Frito Pie?  And how does something become an "Official Food" of the Texas State Fair.  Let's start with the Official Food thing.  Every year, there's a big contest to determine which over-the-top fried food will be the Official Food of the Fair.  This year's winner was Fried Frito Pie.  Which brings us to the second questions, what is Frito Pie?

Well, typically it's a scoop of chili served on a bed of Fritos and garnished with grated cheese, sour cream & onions (if you're into onions).  It's hands-down one of my favorite things to eat at the fair.  Fried Frito Pie is a Frito scoop, filled with chili and cheese, battered and deep fried, and served with sour cream and salsa.  And it was mmmm, MMMMM, GOOD!  Much better than last year's chicken fried bacon.  (Though Cenz and I both agreed it could be improved upon by using a cornbread batter.)

Jake preferred the ice cream.

We added a little extra excitement to our Fair experience this year by letting the kiddos take a gondola ride across the midway...by themselves.  Yeah, I know...YIKES!!! It was supposed to work like this:  Colin (who's 12), Keily, Jake & Delila would get in the gondola.  Duke & Bob - who had a bit of a head start - would hustle through the midway (what Texans call the area with all the rides), and be waiting to meet the kids when they disembarked.  That's how it was supposed to work.  Well...it didn't work quite that way.  The guys took their lead, but the gondola moved much faster than we expected it too.  Cenz & I couldn't reach the Dads on their phones, so we took off with the speed and craziness capable only from two moms who've realized what a colossally stupid idea the whole thing was.  In the end, everything was fine.  The Moms made it to the other end before the Dads did.  The kids were safely corralled by the Big Kid and were patiently waiting for us. The Moms were mad at the Dads.  The Dads didn't think they did anything wrong.  The kids didn't understand what all the fuss was about, and just wanted to know when we'd all be done yelling at each other so they could ride some rides.  Whew!  All's well that ends well.

Our first stop was a crazy twisting turning beast of a roller coaster.  Jake did not want to go.  Delila did.  Jake was big enough.  Delila wasn't.  So Jake went.  Lila was dragged off kicking and screaming.  The ride was crazy and scary and nobody had a good time -- especially poor Jake, who didin't even want to go in the first place.  After that horrible decision, we decided to stick to things a little more age appropriate.

Delila, still feeling a little robbed because she'd been kicked off the big kid coaster, insisted on taking a solo ride on her own roller coaster.

It was just what the doctor ordered.  She had a blast! 

Jake redeemed his midway experience on the pint sized monster trucks.

 At the end of the day, everyone agreed that we had a great time and can't wait to do it again next year.