Stuff We Do

What kind of stuff do we do around Austin? We do lots of fun things and especially like the ones that involve lots of room and opportunity for Luke to run around and play. In other words, he can be a psycho energy ball and we prefer places that can accomodate that. We can often be found hanging out at various parks and playgrounds and other such places that are sturdy enough for his romps.

We like to go to Town Lake to walk along the water, feed the ducks, feed the birds, look at the sunning turtles, watch the dogs running and swimming, and pay homage to the Stevie Ray Vaughn statue and big guitars.

A view from the top

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Here birdies- 1 Cheerio for you, 10 for me

A few weeks ago we went to the grand opening of a new Babies R Us location for the free cake and balloons and celebrity sightings of Clifford the Big Red Dog and the Cat in the Hat. Luke loved seeing the big red "woof" from afar, but up close he wasn't as excited about the idea. My camera phone came in handy that day.

Alright woof, that's close enough.

We like visiting the children's museum too. There are lots and lots of cool things to play with there and lots and lots of other small kids to drown out the screeches of your own. There is a mini Austin City Limits stage complete with tv cameras and music and Luke likes to bang on the drums and slam the wooden guitars into the floor. He's a true rock star in the making.

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Tunnel o' Luke

Daddy hogging the slide

Maamaa, let me out, I promise I'll be good

How about stuff we no longer will do? That list includes allowing Luke to run laps around tables of shoes and jewelry at Dillards while screaming at the top of his lungs. He was happily doing this seemingly harmless activity last weekend while mom shopped for jewelry. Dad was watching, and while we may have been the recipients of other people's eye daggers, we figured that he was happy and enjoying himself and that is a whole lot better than whining and crying, so hey, what could go wrong. Well... Luke was running past one table that was about three feet high and on top of this table was multiple precariously perched two foot high metal jewelry stands stocked full of earrings and necklaces. He suddenly stopped running, gave the jewelry stand a good look and purposefully pushed the entire stand off the table before we could stop him. It landed with a horrible loud crash and jewelry went flying and I waited for Luke to scream out in fear, and possibly in pain... but no, he just laughed. A big, evil, belly laugh full of naughy self satisfaction. We hastily cleaned up a bit and hightailed it outta there before the "you are bad parents" looks burned holes in our backs.