Baylor Homecoming has come and gone once more and it was great to be back. We headed out Friday evening to the Bonfire festivities.
The pic captures it all. How do you answer a ten minute chorus of “I can’t see daddy. Daddy, what are they doing? I can’t see a thing.” Throw Miss MK on the neck and hold the other. I’m now officially 2 inches shorter, but my right arm is three inches longer, so it all works out somehow.
I will have to say the highlight of the evening came on the way back to the car. We left a little early and decided to head by the Bear Pit, always a popular destination with the girls. We didn’t realize that because this was the 100th anniversary celebration for homecoming that they were going to top off the evening with an enormous fireworks display. Apparently we weren’t the only ones in the dark on this one, because I’m pretty certain no one told the bears.
If you look closely, you’ll notice two things. The fireworks directly over the Bear Pit, and the Bear’s eyes in the lower left corner. Seriously, I’ve seen Meth addicts on a three day vacuuming binge that were holding it together better than those poor bears. The girls have always complained that the bears are sleeping when we’ve been in the past. They thought the action was great. I did to, for the first few minutes. Then I started looking at the actual enclosure itself and realized that this thing was built to hold in bears that sleep 22 hours a day. I didn’t want to stick around and see the end.
Fortunately, we all made it out to the parade the next morning. The Bear seemed ok, then one of the floats backfired and he attacked a hobo and mauled a traffic light. Other than that, it was all good.
MK assuming the position.
Girls, girls knock it off. I’m not Flash.
We did resume one of our favorite Homecoming rituals…watching the parade with the Braunsteins.
CB and Graham provide quite the running commentary. This one brings back the memories, and the following photo is too good not to bring back for one more run…
Still waiting on the royalties from Baylor for the rights to this one.
I am getting old.
The first pick looks like a dad in serious need of a beer. The girls are precious. Looks like they had a good time!
The black and white picture of the kids on the day they first met seriously brought a tear to my eye. Darn you, Mark Havens! Graham saw it too, and while he didn’t get weepy, he was like “cool, it’s me and Caroline when were little.” Ah, the simplicity of a child. We’re ready for next Homecoming, but we better see you before then!