Un-Labor Day in Houston

After a Friday workday in Austin at Dora's school, I headed back to San Antonio to get ready to leave the following morning (Saturday) for Houston. By 10am on Saturday, Zoey was at Shelley's and Mouser and I were headed for Karen and Logan's. After 4 hours, I arrived to an exited Logan, more packing for the trip to Scott's Sister's Lake House and we were back on the road for another hour and a half before arriving at Lake Livingston and therefore the lake house. Such a cute place with its own dock, jet ski and boats. We almost immediately hit the water and attempted to dodge the stumps and look for crocodiles. No luck on the crocodile hunt, but still had a good time. Karen, Logo, iCarly, Thomas, and myself in one boat and another boat was full of more people. Such fun. After a ride and a bit of lightening and rain, Logan and I went jet skiing. He was a bit afraid, but got on anyway and went out. In fact, after coming in and changing, he wanted to go back out. Of course, good ole Jenny complied. We rode again. Fajitas and what Susan referred to as "healthy drinks" (coconut rum, orange juice and pineapple concentrate), we headed back to Houston around 10pm. The next morning, I woke up to Logan starring at me. We both went back to his room where he pulled out a binder full of preschool memories. We chatted and he told me all about school. It was great to hear his little worldly explanations. He misses his dad though. It is really evident. When iCarly and Karen got up, and after a trip for donuts, we all decided to go to the Houston Natural History Museum. Logan loved the dinosaurs...for about 10 minutes and was then ready to roll. I must say that the admission was not quite worth the exhibits. After dropping Logan off at his Gram's house, Karen and I went to a posh little South American restaurant that must be one of my favorites. I had the most amazing plantains and chicken. We would return home to Carl, who had stayed to babysit the dogs, Mitzie, Butch, and Fletch. Then, the morning of Monday, I woke up, finished a movie that Karen and Carl gave up on the night before, and ate left over donuts and strawberries. We picked up Logan at Gram's and after I fixed his bike chain which had fallen off during a prior morning ride, he and I chased each other on bikes around the cul-d-sac. I love that little boy.