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Jake snaps a photo of himself, Josh, Chase, and C.J. at Six Flags Fiesta Texas. The boys (plus Ben and Brandon) went on a buddy trip to San Antonio and Schlitterbahn last weekend.

Jake snaps a photo of himself, Josh, Chase, and C.J. before going in to Six Flags Fiesta Texas. The boys (plus Ben and Brandon) went on a buddy trip to San Antonio and Schlitterbahn last weekend.

Broventure!

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The Mister, Jake, Josh, real mom Cindy, girlfriend Claire, and real dad Charles surround Chase after he graduated from Rice University last Saturday.

The Mister, Jake, Josh, real mom Cindy, girlfriend Claire, and real dad Charles surround our “third son,” Chase, after he graduated from Rice University last Saturday.

Proud!

The bros: Jake, Chase, and Josh

The leaning bros: Jake, Chase, and Josh

Saturday in the Park

Love the bright purple phlox.

Love the bright purple phlox.

Last Saturday was my kind of perfect day.

First, both boys came home for the weekend. That really would have been enough. Then Saturday morning, the Mister, Jake, and I enjoyed “Captain America: The Winter Soldier,” even though it’s extremely violent with an ammunition budget that had to be about a million bucks. Talk about your literal overkill!

But the icing on the cake? Our friends Jessica and Eric asked if we would be available for a play date at Imperial Park. Absolutely! All we had to do was switch out Jake (who drove to Houston to be with our “third son,” Chase, and honorary son, Josh) for C.J.

A pennant dragonfly poses.

A pennant dragonfly poses.

Being out in nature on a gorgeous spring day meant snapping pics of nature, of course.

The putt heads towards the basket.

The putt heads towards the basket.

And, naturally, discs were a-flying courtesy of Eric . . .

Note the Mister pushing a stroller.

Note the Mister pushing a stroller.

. . . and C.J.

Jessica and Ted

Jessica and Ted

But the highlight for me was seeing three-month-old Ted. I was in desperate need of an adorable baby fix.

Awwwww!

Awwwww! Such a cute toothless grin.

And now I can last another, oh, week or so!

You Should Be Dancing

One of Jake’s favorite machines

One of Jake’s favorite game machines

For a day that started out with some pain for Jake, last Friday ended up being memorable.

Our older son drove in from UTSA Thursday night, because he had his final appointment with the dentist who has worked on his expensive implant for several months. Soon Jake will have a permanent crown in the space where his pulled tooth is missing (its root had fractured) and won’t look like a goober anymore (well, when he isn’t wearing his temporary flipper).

I’ll kind of miss that gap-toothed smile, which always made me laugh, but I’m sure that he won’t.

Jake was planning to stay overnight at Chase’s Houston apartment, because they, along with Josh, were going to drive to College Station the next day to play Dungeons & Dragons with friends. I wanted us to see “The Lego Movie” (all four of us loved it!), so we picked up Chase and drove to the nearby Edwards Theater.

Picking out a song

Picking out a song

The boys were glad we were early, because there’s a Dance Dance Revolution machine at the theater. Both of them enjoy getting their exercise and showing off their moves with this particular money-waster.

Follow the arrows!

Follow the lighted arrows!

I thoroughly enjoyed watching these two besties having fun together. The action was fast and furious, but both seemed up to the task.

Jake plans to move into Chase’s apartment after they both graduate in May.

Catching their breath

Catching their breath

I have a feeling this DDR machine will see a lot of their respective sneakers and sandals in the future!

PIG-ging Out

Jake gets air!

Jake gets air!

Nothing goes together more than boys and anything they can throw. It doesn’t even have to be made specifically for tossing . . . my guys have had just as much fun passing a cap back and forth as a ball or a disc.

Still, when there is a ball involved, you can bet there will be a contest of some sort. While Jake and C.J. were home last weekend, they used a small, soft (thank goodness!) basketball and an empty wastebasket in our family room to play their version of H-O-R-S-E. For some reason, they called it P-I-G.

C.J. shoots from the couch.

C.J. shoots from the couch.

As it turned out, only having to score three baskets was a great idea, because it took soooo long for them to do it! It didn’t help that they were trying the most-impossible shots in the world.

Jake gets air again . . . and misses.

Jake gets air again . . . and misses.

Like this one jumping over the supersofa. The ridiculousness continued to reach new heights (pun intended!), as my competitive cuties figured out different ways to miss hitting the wastebasket . . . again and again and again.

First, C.J. makes contact.

First, C.J. makes contact.

Naturally, C.J. just had to show off the move that drives us all crazy: He knocks into us as we’re just being innocent bystanders and pretends to shoot an invisible basketball towards an equally nonexistent basket, shouting out, “And one!” I always call a charge on him, but he pays me no mind (what else is new?).

This time he actually had a ball and a “hoop,” so the “and one” play was attempted.

And now he shoots.

And now he sends the ball on its way.

And missed (so no free throw). Just like dozens of other shots he and his older brother attempted.

Finally, after including a play that involved running into the nearby game room, bouncing the ball off poor, unsuspecting Chase’s head, and then running back and shooting, C.J. got the “G” and the victory. Even though it seemed to take forever, both boys definitely had a blast.

I’m not sure that PIG-ging out has ever been so much fun!

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It’s been fun watching Jake and Chase grow up together since kindergarten.

It’s been fun watching Jake and Chase grow up together since kindergarten.

BFFs!

I snapped away while they worked on a song they had written in GarageBand.

I snapped away while they worked on a song they had written in GarageBand.

 

Maybe one of these days they’ll have a company together!

Maybe one of these days they’ll have a company together!

A Fun, Frustrating Time

Tanner, Chase, and Josh know where to look, not my sons.

Tanner, Chase, and Josh know where to look, not my sons.

What a nice weekend we enjoyed! First, both boys came home from UTSA and SHSU. While we waited for my younger son to arrive Friday afternoon and join his brother, we entertained my older son’s good friend Josh and my “third son,” Chase, who both attend college in Houston. Or should I say that they entertained me. It was good to get their take on life (and Runescape) and talk about what their post-graduate plans are (hard to believe that they’ll be done with college in May).

The boys met their pal Tanner Friday night at Buffalo Wild Wings to eat, chat, and play trivia (the Mister and I helped our disc golf friend Eric’s team and sat nearby). Saturday night (yep, cheap Mom relented so the boys could sleep in) we watched “Thor: The Dark World” movie and really enjoyed it (Loki is such a witty bad guy).

So stubborn!

So stubborn!

Then I spent the next couple days trying to get my younger son to cooperate and let me snap a pic or two of him.

“Stop it, Mom!”

“Stop it, Mom!”

Naturally, he refused to play nice. When I told him that one day his children will enjoy seeing photos of him, he replied, “You’ve taken enough pictures.”

Really, son? Enough?!? That word is not in the vocabulary of the momarazzo!

The two brothers

The two brothers (yes, Jake got his hair cut)

At least he put up with the usual pose-with-your-brother-before-you-leave harassment. Guess I’m thankful he threw me one little cooperation crumb.

Wonder what the photographic Thanksgiving break will be like . . . or do I.