He wanted plain vanilla cake with white fondant so everyone could sign his cake. You'll notice the signed ball cap he's wearing. He likes to get stuff signed, I guess.
He's getting pretty tall, but he was still the short one of the group of friends he had over. Each one of them was taller than the last.
And we found a Go Kart track in Boerne where the boys could race. For the first race, they tried to beat each other. Liam was the winner in that instance. But when we got inside and saw the results, we realized that quickest lap time was how they determined the winner. So the second time they raced, they just tried to beat each other's lap time. You don't have to do as much passing in that instance.
They all want to be first.
Harrison's (friend-Harrison, not brother-Harrison) results were not recorded the second race (faulty transponder or whatever), so we don't actually know if he would have beat Jonathan or not. But Jonathan was last in the first race and first in the last race.
And being a Friday, and Boerne being far from home, we had lots of time in the van. Boys are so funny.
Things googled on this trip: "How to Burp," "Clever Ways to Cover Farts in the Classroom." Much burp practice ensued.
Discussions on this trip: What kind of vehicle they want to own when they grow up, Can they share a vehicle since they both want the same one, What kind of degree to get at college (or should they go to college).
It's enlightening to have a group of youth in your van while you quietly drive. You learn a lot about them when they think you aren't listening. I feel like when I have a group of girls, they text each other more than talk, so I don't get as inside a look into their thought-lives. Maybe they realize I'm listening.....
