



Between slides, swimming, and kid pools, our time is fun and the afternoon slips away all too quick.
I even notice it as we are leaving and Malea is struggling with her towel. He stops to help her out and keep us all in forward motion.
Okay - now what? Oh, I remember - Elena has asked for a Chopped competition and Jon wants to participate as a contestant.
We have such a great time with the competition but the best way for you to understand just what we did is to watch the video. You can find it at this Chopped Link.
All too soon, or perhaps too late if you are the one driving, Jen, Bekah, and Jared hit the road for Abilene and everyone here heads to bed. It's VERY late and we have an early day tomorrow so - we're signing out for tonight.


He enters a race with a couple other boys his age and they are off. Wow. It's intense but the other dude is just a bit faster.


That's pretty much it for today. After two flights and three hours here, I am done in. We're gonna chill the rest of the day.
6th - Apparently the late night got to Jon too. He sleeps in until after 10 and then around noon suggests that we go down to the Dallas Museum of Art. Okay - we call for a bus to get us to the train and we are off. After a bus, train, and trolley, we make it to the museum only to discover that they are closed on Mondays. Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that. Drat. Now for a return trip. By the time we get back, Grandpa is home and ready for some Thai food. That brings a smile to Jon's face and off we go.


Once I get all the paperwork filled out (Seriously - is this dangerous?) he is ready to go and I just stand back to watch. It's quite comical from and outside perspective and entertaining all at the same time.
He loves it and we talk about how they will be available all over the place before long.


It's been a fun day but time to go home and make some dinner for Grandpa who has been slaving away at the computer then entire time.
Tomorrow is another day and another post.
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