Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Winding down and gearing up

The G-pack of O-town is still recovering from a super busy weekend in St. Peter, while at the same time trying to prepare for a super busy weekend ahead with the D-pack in CH-town. Miles is sleeping (as expected), Tanner is reffing (as expected), and I just finished packing for both myself and Miles (totally unexpected).

I'm the type of lady who prefers to wait until the day of the trip to pack, no matter the size of the trip. In fact, I usually wait to pack until about an hour before leaving home. I have a hard time throwing clothes into a bag or suitcase when some things are still in the washer or dryer. I need to have all of my clothes in my closet and drawers before I can select which items to pack. It drives me nuts to have to pack under any other conditions - and nobody wants to travel with this mama when "other conditions" have happened.

Tonight was totally weird. All of the laundry was done, and I found myself rolling clothes into tight logs and squeezing them into the suitcase. One of my co-workers said her army brother taught her how to pack like that...you can fit lots more in your bag/suitcase by turning shirts and pants into logs. Interesting. Tanner just might give me the Packer-of-the-Year award for being so organized and timely. Then again, it's only January...there's more traveling ahead in 2009, so we'll see what happens. I don't want to get his hopes up too high.

Here's a look back at the weekend in St. Peter. Thanks to Grandma and Grandpa G and Uncle Will for all of the fun! (no visiting the other grandparents, as they were busy with Hannah in NC).

Making friends with the referees (good idea).


Practicing his defensive moves to "box out" opponents


Slapping the gym floor just like the big boy Gusties do after they make a basket


Flirting with some young (but older) women...shortly after this picture was taken, he walked over to another girl and tried dipping his finger into her cup of nacho cheese. That's my boy!

Begging grandma to let him in to the storage room.

When we got back home on Sunday afternoon, we quickly put on our snow clothes and went outside to play. It was...gasp...nearly 30 degrees!
Daddy went to work on the ice chunks at the end of the driveway. Miles wasn't so sure about making the downhill trek to help him, so we just watched from up by the house.

The white stuff was very interesting.

MMMMM!

He quickly realized it was easier to eat without the mittens.


More please!

Aaaaah yes, daddy makes the perfect snow balls.

We'll write more later...first, we must go play with Hannah!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Gees, we leave town for a few days and Miles is running a basketball tournament. Looks like a lot of fun was had by all!

Angie said...

I looks like Miles is quite the defensive specialist already. We will have to make sure he shouts "defense" when he slaps the floor now.