Thursday, June 14, 2012

Spring Spectacular


It is no secret that I love the dojang where Super Son is learning his martial art.

So much so that I signed up to help with their version of PTA.

Which organized a Spring Spectacular picnic for the families.

At which the demonstration team and the instructors demonstrated many of the more
advanced forms that our kids will be learning as they grow through the program.
Sabumnim Espy brought out his sword

Super Son was exceedingly pleased by this development.




Knowing that he was scheduled to start sword training soon this was a real treat.

And then Sabumnin had to go and do this.




My kitchen hasn't been the same since.

Then we moved on to Miss Katie and Mr Nate who
demonstrated some self defense techniques.




Let me just say I will never try to sneak up on Miss Katie.




When the demonstration was over we had a three legged race.

Super Son picked me to race with.

We finished talking strategy and were about to tie our legs together when his 
ridiculously cute classmate came over and stole him from me.

I can't say I'm surprised, she is definitely faster than me, 
but geesh, I got dumped without a second thought. 




I guess I should get used to it.




Monday, June 04, 2012

Goonies Never Say Die!

I grew up watching The Goonies

The Princess Bride

Spaceballs

and The Little Mermaid...4,278 times.

Approximately.

My favorite movie theatre, The Alamo Drafthouse
tweeted about a Goonies quote along event.

Super Son had been asking for a date night with me, cause he loves me and stuff.

So I figured I'd buy tickets and take him.

This had nothing at all to do with my crazy love of my childhood movies 
and that I would have gone even if no one else was interested.  

It was completely selfless of me.

Taking one for the team.

The greater good.  

etc.

I told him all about the storyline and pulled up the trailer on youtube for him to watch.  

He was most excited about Gadget.

Then I told him about the games that they play at the
drafthouse with every quote-along.

Specifically for our movie...a Truffle Shuffle competition.

I will summarize for you.

The movie was excellent, albeit with more cursing 
than I remember, and my kid is awesome.

I have the distinct pleasure and honor of being the 
mother of the awesome kid who took on two adults
in the Truffle Shuffle onstage at the Alamo.  
He pretended to take a shot of whiskey with the grownups and 
enjoyed the milkshake he won for his impressive performance.



Super Son, you rock!

I am so glad you liked the movie and I loved sharing this with you.

Love, 
Mama


Friday, June 01, 2012

When in Dallas

A few weeks ago Hero Husband and I 
celebrated 13 years of wedded bliss.

The traditional gift for the thirteenth anniversary is lace
and so we took the kids to Dallas to spend the weekend 
with Uncle Michael who took us to Medieval Times.

The princess in the castle wore lace.  I think.

That counts right?

We started out our evening visiting with the Falconer




It didn't take long for Hero Husband to morph into Pun Man.

"Would you like to purchase a bottle of wine to accompany your dinner?"

"Sure" he says handing her the credit card "Wow, that's your credit card
machine.  Thats positively medieval!"




Super Son couldn't pass up the opportunity to fight a dragon. 

Note the determination on display in his tightly clenched left fist.

He was seriously hoping that a dragon was going to pop out of the curtains.




After picking up our pictures the next stop was the dining room

"Look honey, even in medieval times China was busy making everything for everyone!" 




Oh! And a bonus for the night . . . I have now discovered where 
every man with long hair in Dallas works.




I'm sure that there are only so many romance
cover model positions available




and seriously those jobs don't let you ride
horses, joust or fight with swords.




Downside is that instead of real chain mail to protect you in battle

they give you sparkly spandex.





Miss Thing actually got a little nervous at one point 
that the someone was going to get hurt . . . they do after all enact being 
sliced and diced at the end of each sword fight.




It was then that I had to tell her that this was just like
professional wrestling and not to worry.

She didn't get the reference.

Then I told her it was just like her dance recital.
Everything is planned out and everyone knows what to do and when
to keep from getting hurt too badly.  And the jousting
poles are made of a soft wood that is meant to break easily.




She was really excited to tell Super Son what she had learned.

He refused to listen.  He was too busy figuring out which weapon
he would use if it were him out there, and how exactly to make his
sword at home spark like theirs did when he hits things.




Finally the evil (yes he was evil according to Miss Thing
because the music they played each time he arrived was "spooky")
prince from the neighboring kingdom was captured and the 
knights saved the day.




And we were stuffed for 3 days and had to be rolled out of the arena.

It was a very happy anniversary.

Thank you Miguel for a wonderful night!