Brad has come and gone. And like I have said before he was a breath of fresh air. He's always joking and telling stories that you want to hear. We were all watching tv one night and Mom asked who one of the charecters were. He told her it was Tom Cruise when it was actually Vince Vaughn. Then he kept doing it with all the people. Really funny when Mom realised what was going on.
We all went to Kevin's house on Sunday for a bar-b-Q (see someone did invite me!).
Baby went to see his Dad on Saturday and I spent all day outside making a game to bring to Kevin's house. I made a ladder golf game. Kind of a cross between horseshoes and bean bags (kinda). Anyway the game was all set and then on Sunday morning I find out that we are going about 1pm. Then it was changed to 4pm. It gets dark about 5:30 now and so I did not think we would get to play my game. Anyway we finally get out there and Kevin starts cooking right away and I never brought the game out of the car. So we ate steaks and baked potatoes and a salad and visited for a while then went home.
The first night Brad was at the house he blew up the air bed and was in the living room. Baby of course wanted to sleep on the new bed with him. I had closed my eyes and was falling asleep when I hear a lot of giggling. All of a sudden a pillow comes flying at me and I roll over to see Baby and Brad hiding behind their pillows and Baby laughing. I said " Baby did you throw a pillow at me?" and he points at Brad and giggles some more. They did it one more time with the same result, only with more laughing. Really funny!

I can't stand bad waiters or waitresses. I took Brad, Dad and the boys to a family resturant where lots of baseball teams end up after the games. Anyway, we started off pretty good, she did forget to bring out our drinks and she forgot the chocolate milk for baby. Then finally the food came and either she didn't write it down or the cook didn't cook it but she didn't bring out baby's food. Nothing. Nada. When she did realise what happened she made it seam like they forgot the plate in the kitchen. Ten full minutes later she comes out with it. Just sets it on the table and says nothing. So we bring the boys to the table and by that time Baby was a little restless. But we got him settled. While the boys ate Dad ordered a draft beer and the boys ordered refills. Took her six minutes to fill the order. She gives Dad a bottle (not a draft) and she gives Baby a sprite cause she thought thats what he should have. What, wait isn't that my Baby your talking about. Why would you change his drink. I was beyond mad at this point. Dad was going to pay with his credit card but I just threw some cash on the table and we left. Errrrr! Stupid people, I mean really if I wanted that kind of service I would have served myself!