Fort Haus

This weekend began with a tour of the Sam Houston State Bearkat's football facilities. One of our good friends, (shout-out to #51!) gave us all a tour- complete with some practice equipment:

We finished off Friday with a dinner-date to Olive Garden. Phiona has a new purse that she got for helping me with some work around my office, so she had the giftcards in her purse and took us out to dinner. Here's a couple of pics from that night:

Saturday was spent running some errands, going grocery shopping, getting Phi's new Bearkat dress (to be revealed next weekend) and just some general pick-up. School started today, so we didn't want to do anything too crazy this weekend... except for a special request for some fort building.

In preparation of the first day of school, I introduce you to- Fort Haus.

And yes, all three humans, plus all three animals slept in Fort Haus Saturday night. My hips, knees, and back were extremely unhappy with me on Sunday morning.

Sunday at church we had the annual kick-off Sunday where everyone wears their favorite jersey. Against my will, we were sporting coughDallasCowboycough jerseys. So sad. We also decided to do a bit of crafting for some Christmas gifts. This is Phiona, hard at work on one of the gifts:

And, in true Best Baba Ever fashion, Mike allowed for Phiona to paint his fingernails.

She was mortified when he told her that he was keeping the polish on, and immediately made him take it off when he told her that he was going to wear his nails like that when he dropped her off for the first day of school. "No, Baba! Everyone will laugh at me. You look like a girl! You a boy!"

Since this was Phi's first day of The First Day of School with us, we let her choose her dinner. We gave her the option of having whatever she wanted, whether it be something at home, or something out of the home. Her choice? Church's Chicken. Obvi.

This morning, the excitement in our house was uncontrollable. Between the zebra print backpack, and the leopard print lunch box, I have a feeling that this will be a fierce year of school. Mrs. Allen, you'd better be prepared!

Gosh, I can't believe our baby is in first grade! And to think, it barely even took me 7 years to get my pre-baby body back! ;)