and I’m *still* tired

Chris's parents came to visit this past weekend.  I don't know what they have to say about the whole thing, but I know they can't say they were bored.  Friday night, after work, we all had dinner at Whataburger and went to Six Flags.  We had coupons to get them in for $10.  Sweet!  Chris led the charge.  He has a far better sense of direction and familiarity with the park.  He took us from ride to ride to ride.  He was walking very fast and kept looking back at the rest of us and then looking at his watch.  The rest of us just weren't as motivated or energetic, but we tried not to fall too far behind.  We followed and rode more than people who had been there all day.  We got home after midnight.  Alex and Chris's dad stayed up and watched wrestling.  The rest of us crashed. 

The next day on the way to downtown Grapevine, Alex said, ""Hey dude..."" to Chris's dad.  I asked him since when we address adults as, ""hey dude"".  Chris's mom told Alex he could call her Brenda and her husband Wayne.  My son asks, ""Wayne?  Like Bruce Wayne?""  So he spent half the day saying, ""Bruce, I mean, Wayne...""  Then he gave up and it was, ""Bruce Wayne..."" and that was his name for the rest of the weekend.  Those two got along famously.  It was cute.  We went to the outdoor market and then got doughnuts.  Then we walked down to the lake.  Alex took his football and basketball.  They all played and looked at some wildflowers.  I lay there feeling like crap.  After that we went home and I took a nap. About half an hour later we went out to lunch, followed by the Art Show in Southlake. Then just for kicks, we went to the Rangers game.  They lost.  We once again got home around midnight.  This time everyone crashed.

Sunday morning Chris had to work from home so I got to talk to Chris's mom about a lot of stuff that morning in the kitchen.  She's sweet and funny.  We had peanut butter and tortillas for brunch.  We went out for dinner at Saltgrass, looked at the million dollar homes for sale (due to foreclosure, I'm sure) and then Alex and I had to go home.  Chris's parents left too.  It was a very full, fun weekend.  Chris's mom really misses him.  I told her the house down the street was for sale.  I promised not to borrow their lawnmower or park in their driveway.  I'm not sure she's ready to leave Iowa though.  Maybe she'll reconsider in time.