We went to a family reunion at the old schoolhouse in Old Washington, where I dumped my nephew out of a swing and directly on his face. I'm learning all kinds of lessons in parenting.
We drove through College Station, each reminiscing our separate time there: attending football games,
my life at crusty apartment #1,
life at crusty apartment #2,
a very specific quesadilla order from a former employer,
and we even bought a little sumpin for football season next year.
There are the cutest little bloomers under there!
It was a great trip and a great weekend.