Anything and everything Gavin
Gavin has done some of the coolest and craziest things ever. I love spending time with him (even if he does drive me crazy). Here are some of our fun adventures through our journey.
The summer of 2016 was very adventurous. One particular week we decided to visit family in the home state of IN. It was great visit. Lots of activities. Lots of food. Just all around a great trip.
One of the things that was memorable is that this was the year that Gavin learned how to swim. He would jump into the pool and even go underwater. Something he would never do before. It was actually quite fun to watch him. Well, one day we decided to make a side trip to the outlets about a 30 minute drive away. We were going to see my cousin Clinton and meet his GF Sam for the first time. We packed up stuff for the car and took off. We found our parking spot, pulled in, and just stepped out of the car into the 96 degree sweltering heat. Not only was it just that hot, but the humidity..... I always describe it as wearing a hot wet sweater after it's been in the oven. What was even worse was that the air was still. Not a breeze or anything. Yeah, it was that bad. We go in and out of stores just checking out stuff. Really just trying to escape the heat. We were walking on the back side of the building, in the shade, and just about done. Not like we had been there that long but just done with the heat. As we walk by a store, I asked Gavin what they have under there? (it was the underwear store). He looks at me and says, "I'm not saying it daddy. I know your tricks!" "What tricks Gavin?" "You are just trying to get me to say underwear." This kid knows me all too well. A few steps later, he goes up to the window and stops. He says, "OH MY GOSH!!!!!!" "What Gavin? What is it?" With his head pushed up against the glass and his hands spread out, he says, "those are the biggest boobie muffs I have ever seen!" Yeah, yeah, he is talking about bras. Then he says, "I just want to go in a squeeze them." (OMG!!!!!) We then jump in the car to get away from the heat and humidity. We had decided to go the the Cracker Barrel around the corner to grab a snack/late lunch and just talk to Clinton and Sam. As we get in the car and strap in, the air is kicked on. Full blast. Like rip your face off blast. Even though the car is still super hot. Gavin says in his loud voice, "DUDE! My armpits are wet." Looking back in the rearview mirror I can see his arms spread with his fists in the air. It looks like he is flexing his muscles. He has sweat beads across his forehead. Then I look down and he actually has sweat coming down his arms. It was sweat from his neck dripping down onto his arms. Then, with a grin and in a total hilarious accent he says, "AND! I'VE GOT..... SCHWEDDY BALLS!"....... A lot of laughter ensued....
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Twas the second day of school for Gavin. I was trying to scramble out of my school to hit the rubber to the road and pick him up from the BASE program at his school. I jumped behind the wheel and tried to find point A to point B.
I usually like taking the back roads home. It gives me a chance to think. To unwind. To reflect on the day. To settle my mind. I know Gavin was going to be exhausted. His first night he fell asleep at 6:15 and I had to wake him up at 7am the next day. Yes.... 13 hours of sleep. Anyway, we made it home and were goofing around, being silly, and just sort of wired... I went and did my usual "business" after school and he was getting a bit quiet. I remember hearing a small door shut and thought nothing of it. As I emerged from the laundry room area, I hear him giggling to himself. A sort of quiet giggle. I came around the corner and there he is... ...standing in a pair of pajamas. The only problem with these PJ's... they were from about 2 years ago. So, yeah, they are total highwaters. Total form fitting. Way to small. They came to just under his knees. That's when he looks at me with a huge ear to ear grin. He speaks. He says it with such clarity..."Look! These total show off my package!" I am not sure what to say. Seriously?! I just stare at him. He arches forward and says, "LOOK!" "Dude, I don't want to see your package! How did you even get those on?" "It was hard, but I just slipped them over my feet, over my legs, and my butt! It was so hard but I got them on!" That's when he turns his body. He sticks his hip out at me. Puts his hand on his hip and starts to sing... "Everyone is talking about my tight pants. Everbody's talking about my tight pants, my tight pants, my tight pants. Everyone is talking about my tight pants. I got my tight pants on!" It is a whole song and dance. It's like he had his own choreography. This is funny because.... now.... "everyone IS talking about his tight pants..." |