What of a bits...

I let the kids play on my iTouch. Mostly Angry Birds and a Star Wars game. They all play and love it. A few weeks ago I found Ian in the closet "playing". Turns out he was watching Tombstone. He would fast forward the talking parts and go straight to the gunfights. For those of you that don't know, the movie is about Wyatt Earp, his brothers and Doc Holliday and their time in Tombstone. The fight at the OK Corral and all that. The bad guys are a group of truly mean dudes who call themselves Cowboys. Wyatt, Doc and the boys prevail in the end but not before a lot of bloodshed. The leader of the Cowboys wears a red shirt.

I told him that was not a movie for children only mommies and daddies. (Is that how you spell those?) He was disappointed because apparently he had been watching that movie for a while. I said no more and that was the end of it...or so I thought.

We were out at dinner the other night and right in the middle of dinner he turns to me and says in a whisper:

Daddy? What did the Cowboy in the red shirt mean when he said, "What of a bits?

Needless to say I was ROFLMAO. I explained to him that was a bad word and that was why he couldn't watch the movie.

Madison had a slumber party for her 9th birthday last Friday. Ian and I left on a guys night out. We ate at 5 guys burgers just to keep the mood. We drove over to Mom and Dad's to spend the night in the camper and watch Master and Commander. On the way over the traffic was horrible. Grapefest was going on and it was raining. Needless to say, the bad drivers were out in force. During the drive I said to Ian there sure were a lot of people out tonight. From the backseat looking out the window and without skipping a beat he said, "And a lot of morons."

I guess they do listen.

I told this story to my brother Steve and he said one day they were going to school and some bozo cut Steve off. About 2 minutes later Christian asked:

Dad? What does funky moron mean?"

Pfaff Pfest XVI is in the books...

what a blast!

I can speak for all 10 attendees when I say a good time was had by all. We sang. We talked. We laughed. We cried. (mostly during the game) And we laughed some more.

Got to spend some good time with my nephews, Tod, Eric, Kody and Craig. Had some deep conversations about love and life. Best thing was their dads going to bed early. Not that they wouldn't have been as open if they were around but it may have made it a little easier. Regardless, Saturday night was fun and somehting I will remember for a long time.

Who had a good time on Saturday night hanging with his brother Steve and his nephews Tod, Craig and Eric...

Again it seemed like the game got in the way of the good time. We made a game of it but we were too little too late. 0-1 to start the season. Welcome to UCLA football.

Steve and I played golf on Friday at the #1 ranked course in Texas. It was truly awesome. Pine tree lined fairways. Tough, tough greens. I hit the ball pretty well but putted like a blind man. It didn't matter though. It was spectacular anyway.

Next year it's either Colorado or Oregon. Wherever the wind takes us the family will be there.