Monday, February 16, 2015

Basketball, Dancing, and Beach Towns.

So,
   As promised last week here are some pictures of Aidens Basketball game. He made 2 baskets. He missed a few more. He cried a bit. We cheered and then consoled and then tried to send him out there. His team only had 5 players show up so him crying on Mommys lap didn't help anything.


He seems to have been traumatized by this beat down and spent the rest of the game crying.


Grandpa grover came up for the game. We cheered. Some kid picked his nose and ate it and another kid vomited all over the court. It was a lot to take in at 8am on a saturday morning.



On Thursday of last week I had the pleasure of attending a Father Daughter Dance with Zoey at her school. I bought slacks and a shirt. We ate tiny portions of food then cake. I tried to dance with Zoey and she looked like she wanted to leave. Eventually she saw her friends, asked if she could ditch me and proceeded to have a great time until I broke in for a slow song, which she wasn't too pleased with. It was fun for her.


On Saturday after the basketball game (sorry for the time jumping but I'm not going to fix it now!) we took grandpa to the rosamond exotic feline breeding center and rescue. Teresa is still taking the classes that require us to travel around to fun places.


This one sings back if you sing to it.
Grandpa went home on Sunday morning and we set out for Ventura to see the Ventura County museum of Art (again for Teresas class)

We walked around downtown Ventura.

Mission San Buenaventura.

Diner lunch.
We ended up at the beach along with the rest of southern California because the weather in crazy nice lately.






Zoey is getting braver.
That is all.

RTSZA

3 comments:

Fabulous Featherette said...

Number 52 looks so happy in his first pic and then so sad. Poor guy. I love that you went on a date with Zoey. You're both looking good. Your family is ALWAYS having fun. We missed talking to you last night. How is Teresa's wrist? How did she hurt it? Love you!

Kristen said...

Your description of the basketball game had me cracking up. Poor A! It was sweet of you to take Z to her dance.

Dan said...

I'd be traumatized too. A couple of those kids are twice his size. And the one kid looks like he is just trying to punch the ball.