



Poor Joe finally had to be banished to the house for fear he would catch an ear on fire. Instead of whining from the outside in he was whining from the inside out. He does love to be with his humans.






wonder as I watch him half heartedly trot down the field, head bobbing from side to side. Well at least he is staying ON THE FIELD this season and somewhat following the ball. And no more hanging from the goal posts in the middle of a game. Now if we could just keep him from striking up conversations from the opposing team's coach and parents. Yes, we have had to remind him that there is a game going on and this is not time for idle chit chat. Ok mom. Here we go. "Your kick, Travis" Coach Box hollars from the sideline. Ok, maybe Travis does hear us hollering at him as he smiles big and takes his kick. Anyway to the milestone. Fourth quarter and Travis is in. There is an opening and Travis sees the ball. It is wide open and in front of the goal. The lightbulb goes on. He runs. He shoots. He scores. FOR THE OTHER TEAM!!!! Oh well. When we told him he would get a trip to Going Bonkers for a goal we never did specify which goal he had to make. Way to go Travis for your first goal as a Fightin' Frog.
Mason flew home from EFY just in time to turn around and get on a plane with the rest of the family. And headed where you ask?
Well for sunny (hah! try humid and Africa hot!!!!!!) Orlando where Disney World and Uncle Don, Aunt Norma, Tamara and Greg eagerly awaited our arrival. Needless to say the kids had a blast, Don wrote an op order trying to wear us out but it was a blast, rides shows food walking more walking and we each dropped enough money to send a kid to college for a semester.



These are the old people at the Coral Sea. Then Dad Aunt Norma and Travis waiting on the kids (lead by Uncle Don) on the California Test Track ride (they went REALLY fast, faster than Mason better be driving)

Returned home to a terrific fireworks show on the 4th, drivers ed for Mason (time to invest in bumper cars) and swimming classes for the short/cute one. Mason's actually a decent driver and Travis now refers to himself as a guppy.
We have band camp on the horizon and a trip to Seattle for Chuck's company trip. Oh yeah, Da Boys and Da Horns hit training camp soon too! :)
If we've been less than social, this may explain why. Now Dad understands why the start of school is so exciting for both kids and parents.
My soccer stars:
Travis Loves the Wide Open Spaces
There are three states in this picture
Our butts fit in 4 states at once.
Good Buds