For kids, the car windows are a place for delight.

Tonight, on the way home from church, our family was divided between two cars. Guys with me. Girls together. We left after Leslie but soon were within eyesight of her. I pointed this out to Jeb who already had the car window down and his hair blowing in the wind.

We pulled up beside Leslie and Erin surprising them. Jeb screamed with delight waving his arm wildly excited that we caught them off guard. Then Jeb and Leslie yelled some gurgling words that were lost in the wind as we drove in tandem down Highway 377.

Jeb, Erin, and Caleb love to drive with the windows down. For a long time, we had a van that didn't allow this pleasure.

The other afternoon, Leslie was driving the children home from school and Jeb fell asleep with his head hanging out of the window.

There is a lot of fun to be had with a window that is rolled down.

Just an bit about our meal time routine of late.

At Jeb's bidding, this is it.

We stand and pledge allegiance to the flag, but there is not a flag. So, Jeb finds something red, white, and blue or just red. A recent evening meal found the five of us with our hands over our hearts reciting the pledge as we looked at the lid of some food product. I can't remember now if it was "Spreadable Butter" or what. I think it was an apple on another evening. This evening, we simply did the pledge without an object for us to pledge to or toward. The chicken, bread, broccoli, and corn on the cob provided no red, blue, and just a little white.

After the pledge, Jeb leads us in a rendition of "God Bless America" replete with Jeb adding some "Oh baby" type sayings between phrases.

This weekend, my oldest son, Caleb, and I drove to College Station, Texas, to visit friends and attend the Texas A&M vs. Fresno State game at Kyle Field beginning at 2:30.

About the game:

It was hot, and we were in the shade.
Slovacek sausage in a sesame seed bun shaped like the traditional hot dog bun did wonders.
The pre-game festivities were better than the game including a video that made me proud.
It was hot, and we were in the shade.
We are not that good of a football team.
The forward pass has not made it to College Station, yet.
It was my first triple overtime game, I think.
Really hot.
The concession stand staff cheered in exultation whenever one of the staff yelled "exact change."
I am not sure if I like or dislike the drum line leading the team out of the football complex toward the field.

Other things. We ate at Koppe Bridge on Friday evening, Whataburger for Saturday breakfast, and Rosas for Sunday lunch, but the best meal was at the home of Mike and Ingrid Huddleston on Saturday evening. Consistently good food, plenty of choices, and large portions available there.

Attended church at A&M Church of Christ, and I loved it because I love the people there. However, there excitement in seeing me was more than cut in half, considerably diminished, when I told them that Leslie was not with me. According to one, she is the "rock star."

Caleb and I left this afternoon at about 3:30 for our return trip stopping only for gas and kolaches at the Czech Stop in West for Apricot, Apple, and Peach filled ones.

Again, as so many times before, we stayed at the home of Barry Jackson - a true, abiding friend.