Slade and I had a great weekend even though it started out a bit rough. Steve and Sharon were kind enough to drive in to keep the Knoxter for the weekend so we could go to Ginny's wedding in Fredericksburg. Before we left on Friday, Sharon got the pleasure of taking Knox to the dr. with me because he had been running about 103 temp for the last few days and I wanted to get him checked out before we left. Low and behold he had a double ear infection...yippee. I swear I am not hosing my child down and then leaving him out in the elements all night long..naked. I know it may seem like that since he is sick SO MUCH. However, since I am the worlds first and only perfect mother, I blame school! Every time he goes he gets sick! Anywho, he got a giant shot and even though he was mortified that both Rizzle and I allowed this awful woman to do this to him, he got over it pretty quickly. After that, he was on the mend...plus he got the pink amoxicillan...you know the kind we all got when we were kids that I could, to this day, just drink from the bottle. I always viewed it as a bit of a reward for being sick. Maybe he will be just as twisted as his mamma.
We headed down on Friday afternoon and holy moly...that's a long drive. We got in late Friday night only to have my dear sweet mother send us to the wrong hotel. We drag some poor woman out of her house at 10 pm to come up there and see what the deal is only for her to tell us that we are booked at the OTHER hotel...awesome Beck.
The wedding was absolutely beautiful and it was so great to get to hang out with some of my friends from college. Only bad thing is that it was FREEZING...literally. I looked super duper in a black cocktail dress, tights that I put on in the car (not an easy feat) and cowboy boots. Luckily I threw in a black swing coat last minute but I really needed more of a parka or sleeping bag that I could have just hopped around in. There were heaters and a bon fire so I mainly spent my night "heater hopping" to chat with different people.
Sunday we got up at the crack of dawn to drive to San Antonio to watch Thomas run in his very first half marathon. He did AWESOME!!! He ran it in 2 hrs and didn't stop once. You have never seen four prouder people then Slade, Mom, Dad and I standing at the finish line. We grabbed lunch..you know to replace all those calories we burned while spectating..and then began our LONG drawn out journey back to the Falls.
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