The day started with breakfast at one of our favorite places, Avenue Grill. Matthew has been obsessed with going back and eating the MONSTER PANCAKES that he had last year on Mother's Day and so we thought to kick off our Sunday fun-day, we would head there for breakfast.
The before shot. One should not be so excited about monster anything, yet he was. What was sad, but true, is that we had to talk him out of the three stack and insist that he only have the two stack.
Anything you can do, I can do better.... kind of.
The last bite. I was miserable just watching him.
After breakfast, we headed to the boys' new favorite place. The Bass Pro Shop. This AGAIN, is thanks to my nephew Mason who is responsible for all things they like. Matt got a gift card for his birthday and we thought it would be a good time to catch some after Christmas sales.
He was totally bummed this shirt did not come in his size. It is a shirt from the show Duck Dynasty. Have you seen it? This was a Mason recommendation---you see where I am going with all of this?? I almost caved and let him have a Duck Commander shirt, but they were not in his size either. Confession---I spent one evening with the boys watching this show for five hours straight. That would be 10 straight episodes. I'm not proud, just truth. And I hate to admit...it's bit entertaining. What is happening to me??? I didn't even break out in hives walking through the Bass Pro Shop and I told myself after the first time I walked in that it was okay that I NEVER go back! I even helped him shop for a camo shirt for crying out loud! What is wrong with me??? Somebody hit me hard with a blunt object over the top of my head the next time you see me and drag me back to the Wine and Rose Spa where I belong!
I told my mom not to be surprised if these two items show up under her tree for Christmas next year. Rich thinks we should throw in the gutting table that was next to it!
And finally. Matt wanted to get some fishing sign or poster to hang in his room. I reluctantly told him to look and if he found anything, I would certainly think about it.
This is what he found. I walked up, read it, looked at him and said, "Absolutely Not!!," turned back around and walked away to start laughing. I love that he is clueless.
Part three of the weekend was a big surprise for the boys. We were taking them to a Sharks game in San Jose and also ice skating at the Shark Arena that was a couple of blocks away from where the game was. The boys were beyond excited, especially Ryan.
I have a confession. If I had all the money in the world, I would think about moving the entire family to wherever Ryan could play hockey. I would sign him up for skating lessons, try and get him on a team, and do whatever it took for him to play. He loves the game that much. When we got to the skating rink there were two games going on besides the free skate area. There was college game that we could watch and there was a kids league that we could watch. He wouldn't leave. He just wanted to sit and watch. At one point as his face was pressed flat as a pancake against the glass and he said in the softest whisper, "I wish I could do that." I wish we could do it for him.
Isn't this sad...and pathetic?? Well, it was enough to twist my heart in knots!
Finally, when the game ended, we were able to get some skates on the boys and let them feel the ice for the first time. He looks good!
Waiting patiently for his buckets. The beginners are supposed to lean against the buckets to get used to skating and learning how slick the ice is.
Matt did good, he just wasn't too sure about the whole thing. I was pleased he got out and tried.
This dude on the other hand...he took off and was almost running across the ice.
And when you run on the ice, you fall. And when you fall, you learn how cold and hard the ice is.
One would think he would learn, but no, this is him after he ran a little and then jumped on to the top of the bucket to swing around in a circle like the girl was doing on the rink next to us.
After their skate...they both want to come back again.
Alright....off to the Sharks game!!!! New hats, check! New jerseys, check!
Last game we went to I was amazed that almost every person was in some type of Sharks gear. Now, they just look like one of the pack!
As we were walking around, trying to find our seats, one of the ushers told us that we could go down near the ice and watch the warm-ups. You didn't have to tell them twice!
And then reality hit...the actual view from our seats. :)
Great day! Super fun! Can't wait to go back!