Saturday Was a Lovely Day Too

Saturday was the first Lehigh home football game of the season. Kyle has been waiting a whole year for this. He couldn't care less about the actual football game. It is all about the marching band. We had a low-key morning including the boys making Yogurt Parfaits -- their new favorite thing to "cook" (they call anything involving food production in the kitchen "cooking"). We layer yogurt, granola, and fresh fruit (Saturday we did peaches, strawberries, blueberries). I can't figure out what the boys like more: making them, or eating them. Owen insisted that I "take a picture!" of their finished products (they made one for each of us). Here are the proud cooks with their four yogurt parfaits:

The marching band did not disappoint. Of course we got there early so we could follow them around the tailgating parking lots for a solid 45 minutes before kick-off. Kyle was a madman. His reaction to live music (especially the marching band) is strange, to say the least. He is obsessive about it. Truly. He doesn't appear to enjoy it, he appears to be fully immersed in it in some bizarre in-his-own-world-way. He won't react to anyone/anything. He needs to stand perfectly still. He can't tolerate it if we do anything that might distract him from his prime-viewing-listening in any way. He's a strange little fella. He takes after his father. If you look closely at the picture below you'll see a highlight for Kyle: one of the trombone players giving him a 'thumbs up'... in case you haven't picked up on it, Kyle's obsessed with trombones. Obsessed. They are by far his favorite instrument and he talk incessantly about them daily. The marching band and trombones only fuel the fire.

Owen, on the other hand, is more into the action. (no surprise there) He likes to actually follow as closely as possible and sort of march along with them. He doesn't like us to be too close to him. I think he's in his own mind pretending to be in the marching band. Here he is doing his thing:

We had planned to meet up with Jackson, K & O's best friend from when they were all in daycare together. The boys (K, O, and Jackson) had been looking forward to this for days. They were too cute when they found each other. Kyle and Jackson held hands all the way to where the football throw was set up inside the main gates. Then all three boys took turns throwing the football. Very cute. Owen was happy to see Jackson too, but in a strange twist (not shocking, but still... strange) Owen was clearly even happier to see "Baby Brother" (Jackson's 12 month old baby brother). Owen, as usual, couldn't keep his hands off the baby. Owen just loves loves loves babies. For as rough-and-tumble as Owen is, he sure is sweet and gentle with babies. It is very nice to see.

It was sweltering hot at the football game. During half-time we bought the boys their first ever gatorades. Kyle chose orange. Owen chose the traditional yellow. Amazingly, they each drank an entire gatorade!

After the game we hung out at the swimming pool for the rest of the hot and steamy afternoon. Around 5:00 Kyle says: "Hey guys!!! I know!!! Let's go to CARRABBAS!!!" LOL. So, we decided spontaneously to go to Carrabbas for dinner. The boys are "Usual's" there now. The waitstaff all know what they'll order without even asking them: penne pasta with alfredo sauce and loads of freshly grated parmesan. Definitely not on the Children's Menu. They ate it all up, of course. It was a very nice low-key Saturday for us.