We had our first cookout of the year on Sunday. One of Travis's accounts has really good tenderloin at a ridiculously low price, so he grabbed one. Only thing is, you have to buy a whole tenderloin to get the ridiculously low price. We brilliantly threw it in the freezer since we weren't going to eat it right away...before cutting into smaller steaks. And since we are kinda food snobs, we weren't about to thaw it only to cut it up and freeze it again. So everyone got to reap the benefits of our lack of forethought!
We started the afternoon with 8 adults and 4 kids, with all the kids being 3 years old or younger. The amount of bubble blowing, fort playing, slide and swing riding, and pretend lawn mowing was nothing short of impressive. The kids did great playing together. Alex had one incident that required a time out...apparently Travis frowns upon his son throwing bubble juice at his friends. Details. After he was allowed to come back outside, he took some time playing by himself. It was very interesting to me to watch him get himself mentally ready to join the group again. I was very proud of him. Not that I think he made a conscious decision to have some alone time, but he did it nonetheless, and then successfully played with his friends again.
About half way through the afternoon, Travis came in and commented that our cookouts "sure have changed." And right he was. Everyone left by 7:30. Everyone was sober. And clean-up consisted of putting away toys that had been strewn about...not bottles and cans. The cookout was a distant cousin of the cookouts of yore, but not a shred less satisfying. We had great food and great company. Our lives are all changing quite a bit, but making these changes along side the amazing people I get to call friends is making everything a lot easier for this little fear of change monster.
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