Skip day

Usually, on the Friday before spring break, the senior class takes it upon themselves to schedule (they think they do it covertly) a senior skip day. Teachers aren't supposed to be privy to this information. It's supposed to be an act of rebellion. A last hurrah at sticking it to the man before this part of their lives draws to a close.

I had a Heather skip day yesterday. I woke up a little later than usual and got cleaned up. I decided I would be better off if I waited out the rush hour traffic, and in response, LBJ seemed to say, "Oh, you think that will make a difference?" Alas, the best laid plans...

Either way, I went to Richardson and collected Jeff and Dad. We went to the train station and headed downtown to Klyde Warren Park. They have food trucks and a very interesting view of traffic giving underneath the park itself. You can stand at one edge of the park and watch cars go in underneath your feet. You can walk to the other edge and watch cars come out. We had food truck lunch and wandered a bit- until it started raining. That's when we went to the Perot Museum. 

Here's Dad standing at the edge of Jane's Lane in the park: 

We'll be sending that along to his sister Jane very soon, I'm sure. 

At the Perot museum, we had a pretty good time. It was fun to take Jeff around to these new additions. Having been absent from Dallas for years, I was sure he had missed the newest park and museum additions to the city. It was also good to let him see how downtown had changed. It's nicer these days, and the guys were both impressed by the increased train ridership on our transit system. Hooray, Dallas! 

Perot was fun, and we got to play with some toys. Look at how focused Jeff can get with remote controlled tanks:

He has to be such an adult so much of the time, so I'm glad he occasionally gets to be a giant child. 

We headed home after that and I tidied up my rain-frizzed hair. We all headed out to Grapevine for dinner with my uncle Doug's family. Dad stopped by and picked up Cas on the way. I'm so glad he could come with. We arrived at the restaurant first, and I asked if there was a reservation. The hostess said there was one under Hinds for a party of 16. Holy cow. So Jeff got to see some cousins he hadn't seen in a while. And he had never met Rachel's kids, though her youngest immediately identified Jeff as her new toy. He was happy to oblige, even at the expense of enjoying a hot meal. He ate, but he did it on second cousin Ashlyn's schedule. 

I was so exhausted that I had to head home at 10. I was asleep about 20 minutes after my garage door closed, and I'm headed back to work this morning. I will probably be back at the house tonight, since Jeff is leaving tomorrow. It's been a great week, but it's wearing me out. I think I'll sleep through the whole first day of summer break this year.