Last Friday night I went to the mail (my fault I should have went Thursday for Colt's bday) but at any rate we found a package for the Colt Man from Grandma and Grandpa Ison and it was LOADED with fun! Grandma must be on to our Thomas obsession because it was packed with Thomas fun. Little boy heaven!
My favorite was the t-shirts! The boys got Thomas t-shirts for Easter but after wearing them about every 3rd day all summer long I was tired of them and left them with a friend in SLC that we thought could probably use them (her boys will be 1 and 3 next summer) so even though Grandma didn't know about that she totally replaced our Thomas shirts! I thought that was pretty cool! She sent a couple fun books too, one is called Demolition, and the boys and I have played "Demolition" with the blocks and excavators at least 50 times this week since reading it. Its fun though.
Baseball season is winding down so we hit up the last Braves (regular season) home game. Hopefully the playoffs will treat them well and we'll get to go again. The boys had a good time playing catch there!

We had some friends over to swim at the apt pool before they close it (so lame we could easily swim for another month but anyway...) that was Thursday, they left at about 1:30 I put the boys down for naps and started throwing a few things in a suitcase as that night we headed down to the Big Easy (New Orleans)
Remember how I'm married to Mr. Adventure? Well he found one, and we went for it :) It was our ward temple day this weekend but a couple ward members were going through for the first time on Friday, then being sealed Saturday (today) Isaac ended up being his escort but that put us needing to be in Baton Rouge Friday instead of Saturday...So Isaac looked up things to do there and found out the Saints had a preseason game. So we went and spent Thursday night (instead of Friday night) The game started at 7, we didn't even leave home until 4:15, its a 3 hour drive if you don't hit traffic, but we did...we got there... scalped a couple of nosebleed tickets and got to see a couple plays before halftime.
The Superdome was pretty impressive, the Terrace level seats were actually a really good view of the game. It surprised me how steep it was in there. It was a sea of Black and Gold, I'm pretty sure we are the only people in the whole place who hadn't dressed accordingly.
Of course we didn't stay in the nosebleeds, there were way to many empty seats on the lower level just taunting Isaac. (Actually after we went down there he kept wanting to go lower and asking me if I wanted to go take pictures even lower like with the players in the background, I said "I have enough pictures you just want to go lower." He said "You just don't want to go down any further." I agreed to that and we stayed put.)
But don't let me kid you with any of this nonsense, we didn't really get to watch any of the game, if that's what we were going for we would have needed to get a babysitter, the truth is we had a wrestling match on our hands, which serves us right for taking a 1 and 3 year old to a ball game way past their bed time! Oh well we went for the experience and we got it. (This second-blurry-picture is a pretty accurate representation of what it was really like.)

The good thing is that we did talk about it and ultimately both of us would have been way willing to spend more money and be in a nicer place we just thought the other one wasn't, so that's the good part of the story. But I was beside myself, and the plan was for me to stay there with the kids and take them swimming and stuff while Isaac was at the temple. NOT HAPPENING. So we just loaded up and left! We had a good time, we drove around, we found a Walmart and killed some time and bought ourselves some doughnuts for breakfast and snacks and naps happened in car seats but hey, we lived to tell about it which may not have happened at the Motel 6. Isaac said "There was a security guard, did you see him?" and I said "Why yes I did, and that dude probably couldn't fight his way out of a wet paper bag!" To which Isaac said "Oh, well he had a big gun."
Anyway, so our plan was for me do do a session after Isaac got done then we'd just head home, well Isaac got done and the next session was...at 7:00 PM--these little temples are killing me. So we killed the afternoon as a family (at one point we parked and ALL had naps in the car.) Then I went to the temple last evening.
Our friends who had just gone through earlier came back for that 7:00 session and it was fun to be in the temple with Sis. Bailey, so that was cool. But it was a late drive home and a late night. We finally stopped (in another ghetto town-one that Uncle Shawn served in-) to buy Cannon some milk at the Walmart and they were closed. Closed at 11 and not having any of Isaac talking them in to letting him go by some milk, I'm telling you-it was comedy of errors.
Oh well.
That's why I didn't blog on Friday, but we're back now. And its good to be home.
Colton was so willing to sit in front of the temple and let me take his
picture....Cannon was too preoccupied with the puddles. (Oh that was the
other thing, I came out of the temple and Cannon was in his underwear
and Colt a diaper only, because they'd got so wet... so that's how they rode home. You really wouldn't expect anything different out of us would you?)


















