Saturday was Evan's first soccer game of the spring season, so we started our day at the soccer field. Then, we went to Touch-a-Truck at Decatur High School. We went to Touch-a-Truck last year and the kids had a blast. I didn't find out until Saturday morning that the event was happening this weekend. When I looked up the information, the web said that the event was from 10-1. Since the soccer game was at 12:30, we hurried to get ready so we could make it to see the trucks before soccer. Imagine our surprise when we pulled up in the parking lot to find one lonely cement mixer. I think I was a lot more disappointed than the kids. We got out and stood in line to "drive" the cement truck and overheard someone saying that there was some kind of mix-up and the rest of the trucks would be arriving at noon. So, after we thoroughly examined the cement mixer, we went back home, ate lunch, went to soccer, and then returned to high school parking lot. This time was much more like I remembered from last year: 2 police cars, one police motorcycle, 3 fire trucks, said cement mixer, a back hoe, an electric car, a street sweeper, and the list goes on. The kids had a a great time again. As far as I know, no one actually busted an ear drum despite the fact that universally, kids seem to enjoy blaring sirens more than anything else, so it is quite the noisy place to be.
There are a couple of photos below, but many more in the album "Soccer and Touch-a-Truck." A brief caveat: Evan was really not into having his picture made yesterday. Many, many times, he stuck his hand between himself and the camera and uttered a surly "NO mommy." So there may be fewer photos of him than of Pressley. Pressley still happily CHEEEEEEEESEs for me whenever I like. Lesson learned yesterday and note to self: Do NOT manipulate Evan into having his picture made when he is not in the mood. Further note to self: If you must manipulate Evan into having his picture made when he is not in the mood, DO NOT cry HA! HA! after you have snapped said photo. Makes him angry.... And he holds a grudge.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
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