I'm sure many of you have already had a chance to see some of my pictures from this past weekends festivities, but just in case you missed them, here's a recap according to my camera roll...
The weekend started with a trip to my hometown and a surprise visit to John Deere to visit C's great grandpa K, grandpa T, and uncle T. Harvest is in full swing, but Grandpa T still managed to find some time to let C 'drive' a lawnmower in the showroom and peruse ALL of the John Deere toys. As you can tell, C was very impressed with all of the fun things to see at John Deere.
T trying to calm C while drinking a Spotted Cow from a straw so as not to disturb the moment of calm.
Friday night we after ordering pizza from hometown favorite Pasquale's and catching up with one of my best friends, we headed to Uncle T's football game under the lights at Mason Maach Field. C threw a fit for about an hour before we arrived, but was fine once we got to the game, and we were able to stay until almost the end. Uncle T had another touchdown right as we walked in, so we're still thinking C must be good luck! After the game, we packed back into the car and hit the road for the best town in the state...Iowa City.
It's been awhile since we did much late night traveling, but C did great on the 3 hour car ride, and slept the entire way there. After getting the pack'n'play set up at Uncle N's, C went right to bed without a fuss. Saturday morning we were up bright and early, AKA about 8:15 when C got up, to head to C's very first Melrose Avenue tailgate for Iowa's Homecoming game against Indiana.
When we ended up having extra tickets and C wasn't too fussy, so in a last minute call, we decided to take him to his very first game at Kinnick Stadium. Unfortunately, we didn't realize he would need his own ticket, so after scalping away all of our extras, we had to scalp one back for C. Ridiculous!
I'm not sure who was more excited about going to the game. T, who had no intention of not going, and never even considered staying with C so I could go to the game; myself, who thought there was no way I could go to a game this year; or C, who really could care less, but enjoyed some new scenery and being outside.
C & I went into the game around the middle of the first quarter, and made it until around halfway through the fourth quarter. All made possible by a good thumb to suck, a break during halftime for a dry diaper, and a walk around the concourse. In case you were wondering, I was not the only lady wearing a baby at the game. Among a surprising number of other under-5-year-olds we came across, we bumped into another baby-wearing-mama on our way out of the stadium. #diehardhawkfans