Boys Blowing Bubbles

This weekend was jam packed with fun stuff so I'm going to break the posts down so I don't have to fight Blogger with the pics as much (hopefully).  We headed to NE Texas around 5:00 pm Friday which I was a little worried about considering we were going to drive right down I-30, past the Ballpark in Arlington around the time that people were going to be going to watch Game 6 of the ALCS.  Amazingly enough, I-30 East was clear!  There were hardly any cars on our side of the road.  I-30 West was a different story.  Everyone was trying to exit Six Flags Drive to go to the game. 
Anywho, we made it to Gammy's in decent time.  She had Kaden and Mason there and all three boys were trying hard not to go to sleep.  We got Cole down around 1030, and he was back up around 1145 crying.  So we put him in bed with us (a full sized bed with Cole = no fun).  Also, Justin and Cole together = blazing hot furnace, so Justin got up and slept on the couch.  That meant that Cole and I should have had plenty of room, right?  Negative.  That meant he had plenty of room to push me off the bed.  I was about ready to just sleep on the floor.  Then, of course, he woke up at 6:15 bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.  He is so dang cute first thing in the morning it's hard to be mad at him for waking up so early.  Gammy didn't sleep well either because Mason spurred her like a horse all night. 
So while Justin was off gallavanting in the woods trying to find a deer, Gammy and I were corraling 3 boys.  They really weren't bad, but it's just a lot!  It reminds me why I don't want more than 2 kids, if that!  Cole is enough on his own!  But, they blew bubbles on the front porch and had a great time.  Well, Cole didn't really blow bubbles.  He liked them for about 5 seconds, and then he ran around trying to find stuff to tear up.  Ahh, to be 1 again.