Friday, August 10, 2012

Houseguest.

So this is what I looked at pretty much all week. When Bryce comes for a visit, I no longer have a TV. Instead I get to listen to him and his friends play war Call of Duty of Duty on XBOX live.

As I've told people in the past, Bryce is not a "self-soother," he requires a play-mate at all times. Which is why we had to go to the aquatic center:


A baseball game:


Oh and he insisted that I school him in basketball. He runs his mouth every year and says he's gonna beat me. Hasn't happened yet, never mind that I could not move the next day.

This is the face of someone who got his butt kicked at 1 on 1 by his 23 year old sister. And as a result got to stay and make 50 free throws.

This is the face of an awesome sister who was relieved that she still had it in her to ball it up.




We always love when Bryce comes to visit but we are always left wondering how much longer he will think it's cool to hang out with his sister and brother-in-law. I'm afraid we are on our way out. I guess my time will be up when he gets taller than me and kicks my butt at 1 on 1. He already thinks Drew is goofy so maybe he doesn't think we're cool now and just feels sorry for us. Oh well, I'll take a pity trip. He definitely doesn't come for my cooking (he's the pickiest eater I know).

I know one puppy dog who was sad to see him go.


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