Cold and Wet

It seems that the part of your brain that informs the rest of your body that you're cold, wet, and miserable doesn't fully develop until sometime after the 8th grade. It was 40-something degrees on Saturday, raining, and windy. But there was no lightning in the area, so Six Flags was up and running. We thought that perhaps Brandon, Abby, and the middle schoolers who were with us might not want to endure such conditions, but we were wrong. Even the suggestion that we leave early elicited an astonished and wildly negative response from these adventurous little thrill-seekers.

So on we shivered. Thankfully, the Spongebob 4-D experience is in an indoor and heated building (I could have stayed there all day), and the Runaway Mine Train rollercoaster actually had a line...that was under cover. Aside from the aforementioned, Brandon and Abby's favorites for the day were the Texas Tornado (big giant swingset), the Antique cars (because when else can a 6 and 9 year old drive a car?), the Judge Roy Scream (Brandon loved it, Abby did NOT), and the Log Ride (yes, we did.)

Then on Sunday we enjoyed our first Easter celebration in Midlothian. I wasn't in charge of Hashbrown Casserole this year; instead, I did desserts; chocolate chip cake (delicious, if I do say so myself) and cookies that Clay said tasted like dishwashing detergent. To which I say, at least they were clean.

Tomorrow the kids are back in school and I must get back to work! I'm looking forward to this weekend's visit with the CBC girls, but will miss little Abby's first 2 softball games this Saturday. Go Midlothian Stars!