Friday night, we got home and my mom told us they were leaving to tailgate at 8am. The game wasn’t until 1230pm! Die hard. We had a few errands to run before coming up. One of which was to drop off Julie’s birthday present to her. Since we weren’t going to be able to make her shindig, and I wasn’t able to prep everything before work that day, we stopped by Friday around 8pm. I told Brandon we’d be going to Auntie Julie’s, and then he asked, “To see Copter?” I told him yes, we’d see Copter, and then I started in about how he had to be gentle. Then I asked him who Copter’s daddy was. He had this furrowed brow (his slightly mean face), and said, “Rrrrobert!” He didn’t just say, “Robert”, he said, “Rrrrobert!” At least he knew the right answer.
So after a quick visit there, with Brandon chasing and then being chased by Copter, and worried that Copter was going to do something with our shoes, we left for the drive up to my Dad’s. We were making the drive up there, so that the morning wouldn’t be as hectic and we’d be at least half way there. Even better was that Brandon wanted to sleep with my parents! Yay (or so I thought, since I hadn’t accounted for the David snore-factor). In any case, I didn’t have to worry about being kicked all night long, just woken up by some rather loud snoring.
So we set out to the tailgate; we were supposed to meet my aunt at 8am, but didn’t end up leaving until about that time. Luckily it didn’t take us that long to get there, and we were only about 15 minutes late in meeting her. So we drove up, and got all set up for the tailgate. Now it was a mixed crowd, with most cheering for the other team, but it was all in good fun. The sausages were all ready to go after about an hour – but it was kinda weird eating them at 10am. One of my dad’s friends there was talking about how my cousin (who is 2 months older than Brandon) and aunt were not able to go out to dinner a few nights before because he was so misbehaved! I was a little worried how Brandon would do all day long since the game was right during naptime. Turns out he had a great time tailgating (his first time ever). When it was time to walk up to the stadium, we had a steep climb ahead. I’m fine walking on flat surfaces, but I feel the extra 20+ pounds on me when climbing hills. My mom flagged down one of the shuttle golf carts; she found one that was empty (she had asked a few others, some carrying older, patrons – I wasn’t that bad off that I felt the need to displace some old guy with a walker, despite my mom’s pleas to get me a ride). So all of us piled in; Brandon was going to take the middle seat facing the rear, with my aunt and I on either side of him. I thought better of it, and plopped him in my lap. My mom rode shotgun. It was only a few hundred feet to the top of the hill, as we had walked most of it. As soon as the driver stepped on the pedal and we started to move, Brandon freaked out. Totally lost it!! He gave us one of the “freeway screams” and started flipping around to bury his head into my shoulder. He was so loud, he scared the driver, who stopped immediately (she must have thought he had fallen out or something). He stopped when she stopped the cart; she turned around and apologized to him. I told her it was ok, and I told him the same. I held onto him tightly as she continued on our way. Again, Brandon totally lost it, crying and making the worst terror noises. We finally got to the top, and he was clutching onto me for dear life. We had passed Dave on the way up, and he heard all the commotion.
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We ended up going back to my grandma’s after dinner; the grown-ups played MJ, while the kids watched reality kid TV and played together. It was fun watching them; Brandon started picking up Gregory’s “gibberish”, which I wasn’t too thrilled about. I would just look at Brandon and tell him I couldn’t understand him, then he’d correct his language.
We all slept over my mom’s again on Saturday night, since it was so late by the time we got there. Brandon slept with us, but it was not fitful since he was fast asleep. He went upstairs to my parents’ room (well, actually, he got stuck half way, like he was lost, and just started crying). I had to get up and show him the rest of the way there. Dave and I got to watch Iron Man and the 4th installment of the Indy Jones series. It had been awhile since we’d seen any movies. It was a nice weekend for Brandon to hang out with the grandparents. Only 3 more work days, then off to D-land!!!
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