Sunday, May 12, 2013

Boys to Men, Volume 5 - the way to a adolescent boys heart is through his stomach

The way to keep the mom from detesting the adolescent boys is to keep them distracted.

And so I took them to a pizza joint
They got to eat and have fun enough to only tease or bother each other a very little.
I could actually enjoy being with them!

Dave was out of town this week on a business trip.  The hardest part about that these days, is driving the boys to and from there sports and scouts.  Thursday night I was on the road from 5:30 until 9:00 pm.  Back and forth.  Thankfully I had an audio book on my ipod to ease the pain.  I put tape over the gas gauge.  Okay not really.  It would help ease the pain though and since I never look at the gas gauge as a signal to fill the tank, it wouldn't make much of a difference in that regard.

So Friday night, we all went to watch James' basketball game.  We were far from home and I so wanted to have a fun evening with my boys, that didn't include the status quo watching of a movie.  Lame.  So, instead we took our first trip to Organ Stop pizza.  Had I asked the boys if they wanted to go as a family to eat pizza and watch an old man play an celaborate organ, I'm fairly cerain I know what their response would be.  So instead I just pulled in, warned them not to complain, and experienced it together.

It was a BLAST!!!!  Okay at first Peter and Seth were a bit out of control but when the threats finally sunk in by the 3rd or 4th one, they settled down and we had a good time together.

The pizza was actually good and the organ was amazing.  It was rigged to gimmicks covering the front of the large open room, and up to the ceiling.  Its really too hard to explain.  But the Organ version of "We are the Champions, Starts and Stripes for Ever, and Disney medley, and more, are true entertainment.  It took about an hour from start to finish to order, eat, enjoy, and leave before anything went wrong.
The boys even talked about it later.

I am always grateful for the glimpses I get of my boys getting along as a group.  They are rare.  I will cherish this one for some time.





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