Today was a perfect, Indian Summer day. We started the day out with BudBud's soccer game, and then the boys and I headed off for a day of Mom and Son's errand running. Boy, were they patient little helpers!
We started off with a quick trip to my office. I'd left something on my desk and I needed 30 seconds to run in and get it. (It's not at all unusual for me to leave something in my office--I rarely can leave the building without having to go back to my office because I forgot something).
Then we headed over to Collinsville. After a quick stop at Steak N Shake for lunch (we were starving), we headed over to Kruta's Bakery. Yum. Yum. and Yum. The trick with Kruta's is that on a Saturday, you have to get there early. We didn't arrive till about 1pm, so there wasn't much left. No matter, we still came home with pumpkin cookies and a cherry stolen.
Then we were off to Home Furniture. Our living room is empty. We put our sofa and loveseat in the sun room in this house because that's where we spend most of our time. It's a great room. I love the windows and all the great light that comes into the room. And, because we have a wonderful old tree outside the main windows, the light is filtered and the view is lovely.
But, our living room is empty. Unless you count the rug and framed photos that aren't on the wall, but still propped up against the wall, the room is empty. So, when you walk in the front door, you're walking into an empty room.
So, I wanted to go to Home Furniture to look for a sofa for the living room. I found 2 or 3 options that I like a lot, and that will work with the space. But, since I didn't have DP with me, I didn't commit to anything. I'm itching to have this room feel complete, or if not complete, at least not empty. I wish I'd gotten the couch issue resolved, but its not, so for another several weeks, the boys will enjoy the open, unobstructed living room.
After a stop at Home Depot we were on our way home. Then, because I decided that the time had come to repaint our desk, it was project time. Let's just say that this project isn't going as quickly as I'd like. I found my inspiration on Pinterest, so I know where I want to go, but it's taking a while to get there. We found this great desk that we found for almost nothing on Craiglist.
I really like it, but I'm tired over all the furniture being brown. It's time for color in the house. So I'm painting it. Unfortunately, the top of the desk has been so well lacquered, that it's taken me three coats of citrastrip so far, and I'm still not ready to start painting the desk. I'd hoped to at least have it primed today, but the time slipped away.
So, to be finished tomorrow. It's time to watch the Cardinals!
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Soccer Saturday
Today the Chargers faced off against Immacolata for the second time this season. Highlights from the first game at Immacolata can be found over at Respublica. Each week, the kids are getting better and better. It's so fun to see the improvements from week to week. Everyone is starting to find where they are most comfortable playing, and settling into the rhythm of the game.
Christian has developed into a pretty fine defensive player. So much so, that he's started spending more time as goalie. Today, he took over the goal for the second half of the game.
No, Bud Bud, don't talk to us, keep your eye on the ball!
Ferdie came too, but he wanted to sit up on the stands like the humans. Oh, Opa, let me sit with you!
At the end of the game, the game ball was handed out to Luke for his hustle. A great day for a great game.
Christian has developed into a pretty fine defensive player. So much so, that he's started spending more time as goalie. Today, he took over the goal for the second half of the game.
No, Bud Bud, don't talk to us, keep your eye on the ball!
He had several saves during his time in goal--he's not afraid to fall on the ball and stop the other team from scoring.
He had a goal kick...
And, kind of like Charlie Brown and Lucy (without the Lucy), he fell down after kicking the ball. Get up BudBud, you need to watch the goal!!!
While he was getting up, the other team got the ball and headed for the goal. No worries, BudBud got up and into position in the nick of time to make the best save of the game.
Meanwhile, on the sidelines,
DrewB came to watch. Connor was so happy. Connor loves DrewB.
Time to play.
At the end of the game, the game ball was handed out to Luke for his hustle. A great day for a great game.
Friday, October 21, 2011
Books for DrewB
We came over to Mom and Dad's tonight--the main attraction? DrewB.
I had to bring him some books. I think he's an emerging reader already at 7 months old.
I had to bring him some books. I think he's an emerging reader already at 7 months old.
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Let's see what we have here. |
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Hey, this is pretty good! |
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Oh yes, excellent reading. |
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Maybe I should look at the title before I devour this book--hey the baby on the cover looks like me! |
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What a helpful cousin Bud-Bud is--he's reading to me! |
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Reviews are in--it's great! |
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
The Heat is On
The World Series kicks off tonight!!
Over the years, there have been a few songs that became Cardinals theme songs for the playoffs. Who can forget Celebration? I remember sitting in the stands during some of the playoff games with a friend and her family, freezing because it was so chilly. We drank hot chocolate and ate ice cream. Hey, we were kids, that's perfectly ok!
Here's another classic Cardinals post-season song: The Heat is On!
(sidebar--look carefully at the couple in the very last frame. Is it just me, or do they look familar?)
Over the years, there have been a few songs that became Cardinals theme songs for the playoffs. Who can forget Celebration? I remember sitting in the stands during some of the playoff games with a friend and her family, freezing because it was so chilly. We drank hot chocolate and ate ice cream. Hey, we were kids, that's perfectly ok!
Here's another classic Cardinals post-season song: The Heat is On!
(sidebar--look carefully at the couple in the very last frame. Is it just me, or do they look familar?)
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Play, Kids, Play
I started to see a theme in what I was reading and hearing over the weekend. A number of articles and the sermon at church all revolved around children, anxiety, and the consequences of not enough unscheduled time.
On Sunday, I was able to visit our church in Northern Virginia. Prince of Peace was celebrating the 40th anniversary of its preschool. In his sermon, Pastor John talked raised the question of whether parents are sacrificing their children. Are we willing to put our children in God's hands? Are we teaching our children about God's love first and foremost?
Now, in this day we aren't talking about being prepared to offer our children as a physical sacrifice, like Abraham was prepared to do with his son, Isaac. But, are we as parents sacrificing our children based on those things that we position as priorities? What are we communicating by our words and deeds as being important?
On the plane home, I was reading the October issue of the Washingtonian. The article, "Am I Good Enough Now?" really got under my skin. So much so that I haven't been able to get the issues out of my mind. The article is well written, and right on point, but the tone reported on got to me. I really hope this attitude is another example of where DC is not like the rest of the country in terms of what passes for "normal."
DC is really a fishbowl filled with highly intelligent, ambitious people--parenthood takes this ambition to a whole different level. Where your son/daughter is going to kindergarten is as high-pressure a decision as where they're going to high school or college. It's about the right activities, the right classes, the right grades. Otherwise, the child's entire future might be on the line because his/her kindergarten wasn't the right one.
"I need to know my kid is fully prepared" [a local mother] says. "Where you go to college follows you everywhere. I live where the prestige of having a kid go to a really good college is important. It's a reflection of who I am." (emphasis mine).
So, it's not really about what is best for the child, but how the child's achievements reflect on the parents. What the kids achieve in school is one more chit to add to the parents resume. I'd venture to say that starting from the position of parenting based on how it makes the parents look to the neighbors/peers isn't as good for the child as parenting based on what is truly best for the child.
Are we sacrificing our children by emphasizing how what they do does to our reputation?
Parents, in the quest to manage the outcome of their child's transcript in order to get them into the right school, are hovering, doing homework, involving themselves in every aspect. The ability of the child to learn to act independently, deal with consequences (oh the horror), and grow into confident, self-sufficient, self-reliant adults is disappearing. If we make their education and accomplishments about us, aren't we raising kids who rather than developing a strong sense of self-confidence, end up with kids whose entire identity is wrapped up in whether or not they achieved what made mom and dad look good as opposed to what gave them happiness and a sense of fulfillment?
"If you pave the road too smoothly, you don't develop shock absorbers," Rathborne says. "They are lost, confused, and unsure of where to go. They had it mapped out--kindergarten, first through 12th, college, and graduate school. The conveyor belt is clear. So if you've dropped off the conveyor belt, there is no road map."
Better Homes and Gardens, in the November issue, has an article about helping kids find their passion. If we overschedule them (taking charge of every free minute they have) not only will we stress them out, but we may squelch their ability to find what it is that they really love.
I can see how finding a balance will be challenging. It will be tempting--it already is--to step in and solve problems for my boys. Goodness knows my parents have helped me out of a jam more than a time or two. I see the seeds of this with my boys when I tell them to do something and without missing a beat they reply "You do it, Mommy." It might be easier and more expedient for me to just take care of it myself (hey, no arguments or tears), but am I sacrificing their ability to learn how to take responsibility? Oh yes (and leaving myself exhausted and frustrated).
An article in The Atlantic discussed how the lack of play is causing more anxiety and depression in kids. It's the same phenomenon that the Washingtonian article discusses but from a different angle. This article attempts to provide a solid look at how unschedule play benefits kids. Play helps kids learn how to resolve conflict, think independently, exert self-control, and find happiness. The Washingtonian article is simply reporting what is common practice in the DC area.
As we overschedule our kids, demand more of them (to improve our status) what we're really doing is stressing our kids out and sacrificing their ability to learn how to solve problems and deal with life. Kids need time that we as parents don't schedule so that they can learn how to deal with real life.
My dad used to say, "you need to learn to be bored." I didn't appreciate it at the time, but boy, was he right.
On Sunday, I was able to visit our church in Northern Virginia. Prince of Peace was celebrating the 40th anniversary of its preschool. In his sermon, Pastor John talked raised the question of whether parents are sacrificing their children. Are we willing to put our children in God's hands? Are we teaching our children about God's love first and foremost?
Now, in this day we aren't talking about being prepared to offer our children as a physical sacrifice, like Abraham was prepared to do with his son, Isaac. But, are we as parents sacrificing our children based on those things that we position as priorities? What are we communicating by our words and deeds as being important?
On the plane home, I was reading the October issue of the Washingtonian. The article, "Am I Good Enough Now?" really got under my skin. So much so that I haven't been able to get the issues out of my mind. The article is well written, and right on point, but the tone reported on got to me. I really hope this attitude is another example of where DC is not like the rest of the country in terms of what passes for "normal."
DC is really a fishbowl filled with highly intelligent, ambitious people--parenthood takes this ambition to a whole different level. Where your son/daughter is going to kindergarten is as high-pressure a decision as where they're going to high school or college. It's about the right activities, the right classes, the right grades. Otherwise, the child's entire future might be on the line because his/her kindergarten wasn't the right one.
"I need to know my kid is fully prepared" [a local mother] says. "Where you go to college follows you everywhere. I live where the prestige of having a kid go to a really good college is important. It's a reflection of who I am." (emphasis mine).
So, it's not really about what is best for the child, but how the child's achievements reflect on the parents. What the kids achieve in school is one more chit to add to the parents resume. I'd venture to say that starting from the position of parenting based on how it makes the parents look to the neighbors/peers isn't as good for the child as parenting based on what is truly best for the child.
Are we sacrificing our children by emphasizing how what they do does to our reputation?
Parents, in the quest to manage the outcome of their child's transcript in order to get them into the right school, are hovering, doing homework, involving themselves in every aspect. The ability of the child to learn to act independently, deal with consequences (oh the horror), and grow into confident, self-sufficient, self-reliant adults is disappearing. If we make their education and accomplishments about us, aren't we raising kids who rather than developing a strong sense of self-confidence, end up with kids whose entire identity is wrapped up in whether or not they achieved what made mom and dad look good as opposed to what gave them happiness and a sense of fulfillment?
"If you pave the road too smoothly, you don't develop shock absorbers," Rathborne says. "They are lost, confused, and unsure of where to go. They had it mapped out--kindergarten, first through 12th, college, and graduate school. The conveyor belt is clear. So if you've dropped off the conveyor belt, there is no road map."
Better Homes and Gardens, in the November issue, has an article about helping kids find their passion. If we overschedule them (taking charge of every free minute they have) not only will we stress them out, but we may squelch their ability to find what it is that they really love.
I can see how finding a balance will be challenging. It will be tempting--it already is--to step in and solve problems for my boys. Goodness knows my parents have helped me out of a jam more than a time or two. I see the seeds of this with my boys when I tell them to do something and without missing a beat they reply "You do it, Mommy." It might be easier and more expedient for me to just take care of it myself (hey, no arguments or tears), but am I sacrificing their ability to learn how to take responsibility? Oh yes (and leaving myself exhausted and frustrated).
An article in The Atlantic discussed how the lack of play is causing more anxiety and depression in kids. It's the same phenomenon that the Washingtonian article discusses but from a different angle. This article attempts to provide a solid look at how unschedule play benefits kids. Play helps kids learn how to resolve conflict, think independently, exert self-control, and find happiness. The Washingtonian article is simply reporting what is common practice in the DC area.
As we overschedule our kids, demand more of them (to improve our status) what we're really doing is stressing our kids out and sacrificing their ability to learn how to solve problems and deal with life. Kids need time that we as parents don't schedule so that they can learn how to deal with real life.
My dad used to say, "you need to learn to be bored." I didn't appreciate it at the time, but boy, was he right.
Monday, October 17, 2011
Closing Day
Whew. I'm still not completely believing it, but we closed on our house today. After too many years of living in DC and paying rent, we signed on the dotted line (about a hundred and twelve times) and are now happy homeowners. In DC we never took the plunge, mainly because real estate was so ridiculously expensive (over-inflated) and we wanted to live in easy distance of work, so we rented. For outrageous sums. Maybe that was a mistake, but I never could have swallowed the prices that homes sell for out there.
So when we decided to make the move home to STL this summer, we started out with the mindset of renting. Thanks to some wisdom from family, we took the plunge. During the closing today, we were chatting with our agent about the process. We made an offer on this house without ever setting foot in it. Our agent said that in her eight years of selling real estate, this was the first time she's experienced this. What makes this wonderful is that we LOVE this house. From the moment I set foot in it, it just felt right...felt like home.
What made this work was that we had my mom serving as our (very reasonable and unbiased) eyes and ears. Mom worked with our agent, looked at homes, took pictures and video, and asked a lot of good questions. When we decided on this house, she was there helping with the inspection and other odds and ends that needed to be taken care of. Our agent marveled at how neutral she stayed during it all. But, it worked. I haven't had a moment of hesitation about the house. Yes, there are some things I want to do to put our stamp on it, but it already feels like ours. This is home. This is where, after years of living in places that were ok for now, we can put down roots. This is home.
So when we decided to make the move home to STL this summer, we started out with the mindset of renting. Thanks to some wisdom from family, we took the plunge. During the closing today, we were chatting with our agent about the process. We made an offer on this house without ever setting foot in it. Our agent said that in her eight years of selling real estate, this was the first time she's experienced this. What makes this wonderful is that we LOVE this house. From the moment I set foot in it, it just felt right...felt like home.
What made this work was that we had my mom serving as our (very reasonable and unbiased) eyes and ears. Mom worked with our agent, looked at homes, took pictures and video, and asked a lot of good questions. When we decided on this house, she was there helping with the inspection and other odds and ends that needed to be taken care of. Our agent marveled at how neutral she stayed during it all. But, it worked. I haven't had a moment of hesitation about the house. Yes, there are some things I want to do to put our stamp on it, but it already feels like ours. This is home. This is where, after years of living in places that were ok for now, we can put down roots. This is home.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Time to fly
One of the things I miss the most about DC (up there with my family and our church) is the trapeze school. Thanks to cousin Vanessa, I got hooked on this back in late February. It became a challenge, stress relief, and an escape. Time for me. It was...it is, awesome.
I was so glad to have time during this trip to fit in two flying trapeze classes. After nearly four months off, I've clearly lost some upper body strength, and the callouses that I'd developed on my hands had softend. So today, I'm REALLY sore, and my hands are ripped up from the bar. I'm not complaining. I love this.
Working on my backend Gazelle.
Katie working on the set split.
Caption this:
The catcher in the catch trap getting ready for the next flyer:
I was so glad to have time during this trip to fit in two flying trapeze classes. After nearly four months off, I've clearly lost some upper body strength, and the callouses that I'd developed on my hands had softend. So today, I'm REALLY sore, and my hands are ripped up from the bar. I'm not complaining. I love this.
Working on my backend Gazelle.
Katie working on the set split.
Scenes from a family dinner
As I mentioned briefly in an earlier post, family dinners for the DC Meyer/Bauer crew had become a fun and regular occurrence. I miss these. A lot. So it was fun to get to get the fam back together (we missed you Mike and Vanessa) on Friday night. A little glimpse:
Of course, there was wine (it was a family dinner, after all).
I realized that I didn't get pictures of the food (delish chicken chili) or of the other family members present...so my apologies to Steph, Chris, Charlie, and Katie...I must have gotten caught up in the wine and the kiddos.
Steve chats with Connor via Facetime.
There's Connor (his eyes and nose anyway).
Hi Sam!
Aw, DrewB
Connor's still tuned in. He misses his cousins.
Of course, there was wine (it was a family dinner, after all).
I realized that I didn't get pictures of the food (delish chicken chili) or of the other family members present...so my apologies to Steph, Chris, Charlie, and Katie...I must have gotten caught up in the wine and the kiddos.
Steve chats with Connor via Facetime.
There's Connor (his eyes and nose anyway).
Aw, DrewB
Connor's still tuned in. He misses his cousins.
Drew and Samantha
While I was visiting my sister, I was informed that I was the reason that Drew wouldn't have any "real" baby pictures. Apparently, I had been factored into the life plan, and my role was to be photographer for Drew's childhood. Since we moved away to STL, there would be no more pictures. And Drew would be scarred for life.
Ok.
So, while I had the chance at our family dinner on Friday, I got a few shots of Drew and Samantha.
Sam says, "hey, I think I like these rings."
Don't touch the paci, Drew.
Uh Oh.
No worries. Sam knows how to improvise.
So cute they are.
Ok.
So, while I had the chance at our family dinner on Friday, I got a few shots of Drew and Samantha.
Sam says, "hey, I think I like these rings."
Don't touch the paci, Drew.
Uh Oh.
No worries. Sam knows how to improvise.
So cute they are.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Iwo Jima
Last night in DC--tomorrow afternoon I get to fly home to my Bobos.
On my way back to the hotel tonight I decided to swing by Iwo Jima. By far the best time to visit the monuments here is at night. One, they are so much more striking-so powerful at night. Breathtaking really. Two, the crowds are not nearly the issue as they are during the day.
Yes, you'll still see tour buses, but it's not like during the day. I got caught on 14th street by the Washington Monument today, just as the Occupy DC protesters AND all the thousands of people in town for the dedication of the MLK Memorial were gathering at the Monument. Major crowds and major irritation trying to get through traffic.
So tonight I stopped at Iwo Jima for a few minutes to breathe in one if the greatest views of DC. Almost no one else was there-quiet and calm. Powerful. Perfect time to visit.
On my way back to the hotel tonight I decided to swing by Iwo Jima. By far the best time to visit the monuments here is at night. One, they are so much more striking-so powerful at night. Breathtaking really. Two, the crowds are not nearly the issue as they are during the day.
Yes, you'll still see tour buses, but it's not like during the day. I got caught on 14th street by the Washington Monument today, just as the Occupy DC protesters AND all the thousands of people in town for the dedication of the MLK Memorial were gathering at the Monument. Major crowds and major irritation trying to get through traffic.
So tonight I stopped at Iwo Jima for a few minutes to breathe in one if the greatest views of DC. Almost no one else was there-quiet and calm. Powerful. Perfect time to visit.
Friday, October 14, 2011
Family Dinner
One of the things we've missed about DC is our family. Before we moved, there were about 15 of us from the Meyer/Bauer family living in the DC area. It was common to have family dinners from time to time. Tonight Katie got the gang back together for dinner. Such fun. I don't miss DC, but I miss my family out here.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Rally Squirrel!!
St. Louis has gone crazy for the Rally Squirrel. One of my favorite places to eat has made Rally Squirrel cookies. So cute.
Go Cards!!
Go Cards!!
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Walther Movie Premiere
Last night was the red carpet premiere of the CFW Walther Film at the Werehenberg Des Peres Movie Theater. The premiere showing last night sold out, so the theater added a second showing to accommodate everyone who wanted to see the film.
Walther was the first president of the German Evangelical Lutheran Church of Missouri, Ohio, and Other States (known today as the LCMS) as well as the first president of Concordia Seminary. October 25, 2011, is the 200th anniversary of Dr. Walther's birthday.
Many commemorations of the Walther Bicentennial are underway throughout the LCMS, but perhaps none so ambitious as the Walther Film. Led by Dale Ward and John Kilinger, Concordia Seminary St. Louis produced the Walther Film. Great time, patience, and love were put into this film by the entire production team.
The film follows the life of Walther as he and other Lutherans flee religious persecution in Saxon Germany. In 1838 they traveled to the United States and settle in Perry County, MO and St. Louis, MO.
John Klinger (Executive Producer), Dad, and Dale Ward, (Producer, Director, and Screenwriter) on the red carpet. Dale Ward shared with the audience how the film was not only a labor of love, but seeing it on the big screen (at the same theater he used to walk to as a child) was a dream come true.
The Seminary seal floated on the screen while John and Dale shared some stories and their thanks with the audience. Peter Mayer, who arranged and played the lovely music in the film also performed two songs. When he's not doing music for Walther, he plays with Jimmy Buffett.
After the film, Dad was grabbed for a quick interview about the film.
The cast, producer, director, Peter Mayer, and Erin Bode were available after the show to talk with the audience and sign autographs. Here's Dale Ward thanking audience members and Erin signing autographs (Erin sang a few of the songs in the film).
Jordan Reinwald signs a poster for one of the young extras in the film.
If you're in the St. Louis area and want to see the film, you're in luck! Walther will be shown on Walther's birthday (October 25) at Concordia Seminary. Showtime is 3:45, and admission is free.
Well done CSL.
Walther was the first president of the German Evangelical Lutheran Church of Missouri, Ohio, and Other States (known today as the LCMS) as well as the first president of Concordia Seminary. October 25, 2011, is the 200th anniversary of Dr. Walther's birthday.
Many commemorations of the Walther Bicentennial are underway throughout the LCMS, but perhaps none so ambitious as the Walther Film. Led by Dale Ward and John Kilinger, Concordia Seminary St. Louis produced the Walther Film. Great time, patience, and love were put into this film by the entire production team.
The film follows the life of Walther as he and other Lutherans flee religious persecution in Saxon Germany. In 1838 they traveled to the United States and settle in Perry County, MO and St. Louis, MO.
The cast walks the red carpet before the film begins.
John Klinger (Executive Producer), Dad, and Dale Ward, (Producer, Director, and Screenwriter) on the red carpet. Dale Ward shared with the audience how the film was not only a labor of love, but seeing it on the big screen (at the same theater he used to walk to as a child) was a dream come true.
The Seminary seal floated on the screen while John and Dale shared some stories and their thanks with the audience. Peter Mayer, who arranged and played the lovely music in the film also performed two songs. When he's not doing music for Walther, he plays with Jimmy Buffett.
Here's Jordan Reinwald (aka CFW Walther) and Dad prior to the movie.
After the film, Dad was grabbed for a quick interview about the film.
The cast, producer, director, Peter Mayer, and Erin Bode were available after the show to talk with the audience and sign autographs. Here's Dale Ward thanking audience members and Erin signing autographs (Erin sang a few of the songs in the film).
Jordan Reinwald signs a poster for one of the young extras in the film.
If you're in the St. Louis area and want to see the film, you're in luck! Walther will be shown on Walther's birthday (October 25) at Concordia Seminary. Showtime is 3:45, and admission is free.
Monday, October 10, 2011
Ted Drewes
After a weekend of too much heavy food, as we neared the end of Sunday night I got a taste for ice cream. The problem was, I didn't have any in the freezer. This fact alone is startling. Ice cream before bed is something of a family ritual (thanks Grandpa!). So, while DP was laying down watching football, I asked how tired he really was...."Give me a list" he said. Are you sure? "Give me a list." So I gave him the Ted Drewes gift card and he was on his way to pick up a quart of the world's best frozen custard.
A few minutes after he left, he was back with the goods. Yum. Yum. And Yum.
That brown bag wasn't the bag that the custard came home in. Rather, it was a bag with a big ice block in it so that the custard would not melt on the way home. Very clever and smart of the Ted Drewes folks.
A few minutes after he left, he was back with the goods. Yum. Yum. And Yum.
That brown bag wasn't the bag that the custard came home in. Rather, it was a bag with a big ice block in it so that the custard would not melt on the way home. Very clever and smart of the Ted Drewes folks.
Sunday, October 9, 2011
CHS Homecoming Football Game
Living in DC, we never went to a high school football game. Now, there wasn't much reason to, as neither DP nor I were in high school, or had high school kids, but there's something about going to a high school football game that screams "community" and "tradition". And, with DP being from Texas, well, high school football is the reason for being. Have you ever seen the tv show "Friday Night Lights"? It's something like that.
So, when the high school football season kicked off this year, I looked at the schedule for my high school. Because of other commitments, Friday night was the first game that we'd be able to see, and as luck would have it, it was the Homecoming game against the O'Fallon Panthers. How fun to be able to go back for Homecoming?
So, after work and school on Friday, we piled in the car and drove over to Collinsville for the the Homecoming game. What a kick this was. For me, it was the chance to go back for the Homecoming game (I've got a big reunion year coming up next year. I'm not quite believing that it could be that big a number already!). For DP, it was a chance to take the boys to a high school football game.
Football has never been the strongest sport for CHS. We've always been stronger in basketball, soccer, or cross-country (see the years my sister ran). So, I didn't have great expectations. Darren's commentary went something along the lines of, "there are somethings that are universal about high school football, but this isn't Texas football." Maybe so, but it was an evening of great fun.
Collinsville High School, Home of the Kahoks.
They were giving away Kahok rally towels. The high school kids were nice and made sure Christian and Connor each had one.
This is a little blurry, but here come the KAHOKS!
So, when the high school football season kicked off this year, I looked at the schedule for my high school. Because of other commitments, Friday night was the first game that we'd be able to see, and as luck would have it, it was the Homecoming game against the O'Fallon Panthers. How fun to be able to go back for Homecoming?
So, after work and school on Friday, we piled in the car and drove over to Collinsville for the the Homecoming game. What a kick this was. For me, it was the chance to go back for the Homecoming game (I've got a big reunion year coming up next year. I'm not quite believing that it could be that big a number already!). For DP, it was a chance to take the boys to a high school football game.
Football has never been the strongest sport for CHS. We've always been stronger in basketball, soccer, or cross-country (see the years my sister ran). So, I didn't have great expectations. Darren's commentary went something along the lines of, "there are somethings that are universal about high school football, but this isn't Texas football." Maybe so, but it was an evening of great fun.
Collinsville High School, Home of the Kahoks.
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Before the game, there was a big tailgate in the parking lot behind the school Everyone was decked out in purple and white.
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All the school groups had tables set up with a variety of food and snacks. There was mac-n-cheese, brownies, popcorn, juice, breadsticks, and other treats. Hey, there's the Latin club!
They were giving away Kahok rally towels. The high school kids were nice and made sure Christian and Connor each had one.
This is a little blurry, but here come the KAHOKS!
This was at about 1st and goal for the Kahoks. They went on to score on this drive.
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At the end, O'Fallon defeated CHS by a score of 28-13. Basketball season is right around the corner!
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