But, that didn't mean we couldn't go on a dudes trip!
So, when your arm is broke..and you can't go camp... Who you gonna call?
Pops and me! That's right! We had a fun dudes trip to Fort Worth instead- and it was a blast!
We ate burritos.
We went to a comic book store.
We took a great hike through a butterfly garden and to a waterfall...
...where shoes got wet, rocks got thrown, hills got climbed, stones got skipped, and a nice young girl asked you your name (and you later told us that made you blush).
We went back to the hotel where we swam and hot tubbed in their indoor pool, and made funny beards and wigs and faces in the (soap? (hopefully??)) foam that emerged from the hot tub's bubblers.
We dined on some delicious burgers.
We made our way to the concert hall, where we - all three of us together ... you in the middle- watched and laughed and got a little scared and proved that WE aren't afraid of no ghosts!
We kept you up WAY past your bedtime, but we had a blast doing it. You, me, and pops. Laughing and having fun way into the evening hours.
To top it all off we met with Uncle Dana, Aunt Mendi, and Grayson for breakfast the next morning, before we headed home and on to the next adventure.



























































