I was a CSU widow yesterday with Jason leaving around 1 ish to head out to the CU CSU game (CSU got their asses kicked). Was hoping Alex would be a good little guy, but the afternoon started out foreboding when he refused to take a nap. We negotiated a truce, with the agreement of some "quiet time" in his room, it lasted an hour, and when he came back downstairs he was in a pretty good mood. He and I learned to make balloon animals while his brother slept next to us.
All was well until I suggested that he try and go poop, he wasn't reallly excited about that. But he eventually did try.
Saturaday was a good day as we headed to the Taste of Colorado, which I had never been to. We met the Budd's and the boys took their fathers by the hands and headed to play games and ride rides while Bethany and I chilled with Michael and Kate.
While walking back to the 16th street mall shuttle I stumbled, rolled my foot and of course did something to it. Spent all night with ice on it, I swear I am the biggest klutz alive and I think Alex inherited my "skills".
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