Spencer's 3rd!!

Good news! No surgery. Bad news...I get to live with the pain in my knee for the rest of my life. Moving on....

Spencer turned three yesterday. We have come a long way since Texas Women's three years ago. What a time it has been. We had fun with some cupcakes and presents with just us (mommy, myself, Chandler and of course Spencer). He had a great time and wanted to blow the candles out about 4 or 5 times. I think that was his favorite part...along with getting a new Mack and other cars from Cars (the movie). 

Following all of the festivities, it was off to Broomball with Chandler and the Woodridge MS youth group. We drove down to the rink near Clear Lake and were there until midnight. It was hilarious of course, but I didn't get into the mix this time with my bum knee. I missed it. But, I got some good pics which I will post here soon. 

Christa is sick this weekend, so I am on daddy duty. Therefore...this entry will be short.

Saturday and Dewberry Farms

Saturday started with a feast for breakfast. We made pancakes and bacon...not the healthiest of breakfasts, but it fun nonetheless. After scarfing down our cinnamon/sugar pancakes and hickory smoked bacon, Chandler mowed the yard and Spinner and I played some cars. 

We all played outside together for a little while and then Spencer went down for a nap to prepare for Dewberry Farms. I cleaned my road bike up as I had not made the time to do that since the Bike to the Beach ride a couple of weekends ago and Chandler played with some neighborhood kids until the moment came to load the Quest and drive out to Dewberry Farms.

Once we arrived and made it through the line to get our bracelets for entrance, we chowed on some food and made our way to the haystack, big swing, rollerslide, pedal carts, corn shooters, etc etc etc.

At the end of the evening we met up with a large group from Sunday School and made our way through the cornfield maze. This was hilarious...I kept waiting for someone with a movie camera to come through filming a b movie horror flick. I held Spencer's hand through the dark interior as we walked through the stalks of crow food to the bridge to nowhere in the middle of the field. We climbed the bridge and gazed up at the endless amount of stars. You could not ask for a more beautiful night and weather. 

Following Chandler's hunting for rocks at the mill, we loaded back up and trekked back to the livable forest. Upon arrival, we crashed in our beds and I prayed that Spinner would sleep in a little...at least to 7:30! Great day...wonderful memories.