Where going momma?

I am probably one of the most scheduled and uptight people that God made.   On Sundays I like to get up over 2 hours (sometimes 3) before church so we can leisurely get ready and enjoy our morning.  Sunday school starts at 9:45 which to Trey means he can get in the shower at 9:30 (this is Mayberry…nothing is more than 2 blocks away).  With that being said, Ford and I are always ready for church before Trey showers.  We took some pictures of an outfit Gran found for Ford and I had monogrammed. 

Yep, there are those initials that confuse everyone…. Where’s the “F”??????  

 

On Monday we took Ford to Trey old stomping grounds, Magnolia Heights, to their fall festival.  Trey loves Magnolia Heights (his old school) and I kid him about being the alumni of the century.  I haven’t been back to my high school since I left 10 years ago.

Ford had a large time playing all the games.  He didn’t actually get the concept of you have to stand “behind” the line and throw the beanbag through the hole.  He got frustrated and walked up there and tossed it in.  He still got a prize.

 

Putt Putt Golf was a big hit!!!

 

Ford couldn’t understand why it kept shooting his ball back out so he had to get down close and personal and examine this machine.   

 

And yet he got another prize….    

 

He wasn’t into the bowling quite as much as the other games.  He had his sights set on bigger things….     

 

Like the bouncy slide and…….     

 

The bouncy house     

 

We’ve had Red Ribbon (Drug Awareness/Prevention) week at school.   Each day is themed (yes, this school LOVES to dress up) and I have been participating.  Yesterday was career day.  I told Ruth, Lucy’s sister, and my ex-trainer’s daughter, to dress like me.  The attire consisted of light khaki pants, a pink shirt, and a blue jean jacket.    Ruth even managed to put her hair in a ponytail and wrap hair around the rubber band just like I do.  I was so proud!!

 

Today I took Ford to get a flu shot.  On the way to Memphis he kept saying, “Where going momma?”  I would just say we are going to Memphis.  When we got to the doctor’s office he figured out where we were and said “Am I sick momma?”   I told him he was not sick.  I refused to sit in the waiting room and get contaminated with all those germs so we waited in the lobby and Ford was so well behaved…. Can you tell?

 Forty-five minutes later we were called back to a room. Ford was ecstatic our room had a fire truck. He kept yelling “Vvvvvrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrroooooooooooooommmm.” I left the door open in hopes that his stellar behavior would hurry the ladies along. When the nurse came in Ford said, “What her doing in here momma?” Then I was told to make him lie down and hold his hands. You could sense the fear in his eyes when I pulled those pants down. Bless his little heart because he said “Don’t let her hurt me momma.” Oh and she did. He was MAD and yelling. The sweet tarts didn’t even help as much as I thought they would. We ran by Target and found some junk at the “Dollar Spot” which calmed him down a bit and then had supper with BoomPa.

We sure are looking forward to Halloween and wearing that tractor that I have had to hide on top of my china cabinet. 

Tomorrow is Ford’s Halloween party at school….  He is pumped…I wish I could go =(