Off to Houston...

Roanin and I took a quick trip to Houston to visit Ashlee, Jason and Jackson(22 months). We had a great time, and Roanin did fairly well riding solo with me on the trip there. The trip home was a little more crazy (considering I took a few wrong turns, Roanin tripped and fell on his forhead on the ground at a gas station stop, and Roanin was teething 2 molars). Overall...the trip was a success.Jack and Roanin went up the hill, to fetch a pail of water...come on-- you know the rest.

It stormed a little while we were there. The boys were not happy about not being able to venture into the great outdoors during any rain.

They haven't quite figured out that if they both pushed from the same side that the bus would go A LOT faster.

This picture totally sums up the two nights we spent there. As you can see, neither boy is looking at either camera. Ashlee is dying laughing on the other side while frantically trying to get a half-way decent picture of these little munchkins. Roanin is hurling a ball (please note that it is in mid air) toward my head. And to top it off..the picture is out of focus. This is what happened 98% of the time. Ahh....gotta love little boys.

The Fisher's have a beautiful pool, so the boys spent a lot of time outside swimming. Here is Roanin (in the buff as usual) taking a small snack break in between laps.

Another telling picture. The boys were obsessed with running full boar around the living room chasing each other, screaming, racing, and Roanin even tried out a little wrestle-mania as well (Jack was not a fan).

Sun, surf, AND sand...what a trip!

Roanin trying out the sand with his tip toe before he actually commits to playing in the box.

This is what we all felt like at the end of the visit.

Thanks for a great time Ashlee, Jason and Cracker Jack! We love you guys!