Monday, August 18, 2008

Meet the Tarheels 2008




This weekend was a really fun weekend but exhausting. We all piled in the car to make the hour trek to Chapel Hill to Meet the Tarheel Football Team. We had to make a stop on Franklin Street to get Beau a jersey and try to find Chapman-Scott something to wear. No one told us it was move in day on Saturday. Sheesh...parents, students, kids...everywhere! It was a mess but we made it out alive with a jersey and football for Beau and a pom pom for CSB. Beau is now to the age that he doesn't like to hold our hands so getting across the street was nerve-racking (sp?). He is the "go ahead and try me" type of child who will do anything and everything! No fear for this Burnette!

We get to the stadium and have to walk a country mile to get there. Tired and winded and HOT HOT HOT, we get in this ridiculously long line just to get in the gate. Luckily for us, there were ice cream sandwiches waiting and the kids had a great time eating those. Give CSB something to eat and she's happy!

Down on the field, we got to play ball, get in jumpy things and meet the cheerleaders! The highlight of the evening was getting Beau's picture made with Ramses, the mascot. CSB cried and cried and wouldn't go near him - weenie! We had to leave before the players came out - Beau was tired and fussy and hot so we decided to cut our losses and know that next year we can go a little later!

You are probably yawning right now because this is so boring! BUT, the funniest thing happened on the way to the forum...er, I mean home. Scott bought the kids cotton candy (not a smart move there, Daddy) and they were wired! That red dye threw them for a loop! We only had one juice box left and told the kids to share. Beau wouldn't share with Chapman-Scott and she was whining and Beau was aggravating her by slurping the final drops remaining in the box. Scott, from the front seat of the car, driving, mind you, snatches the box out of Beau's hand to which Beau says:

"Daddy, I am really disappointed in you. I am mad at you and I am not going to let you smell my feet anymore!" I thought I was going to lose it. Scott was trying not to smile as well through his anger and frustration. Then he proceeded to tell Scott that his teacher, Mrs. Hughes, tells him to keep his hands to himself and that Scott didn't keep his hands to himself when he grabbed the juice box and touched Beau.

It was a pretty hilarious day! Next stop...third row at the Wiggles!

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