Except for the fact that it's hot as heck in Houston in June, we love going to Texas to celebrate my grandfather's birthday. The tradition started I believe when my great-grandmother Belle turned 80. She lived to be 100 and then we turned the honors over to my grandfather, my mother's dad. Trips to Houston always mean LOTS of photos because there is so much fun stuff to do. This trip was no exception.
First, there is Southern Importers. This is my grandfather's costume and display store, and a complete haven for kids and kid-like adults. We are sure to spend a decent amount of time in the store trying on costumes and generally goofing around.
This year all the cousins were together and took turns rummaging through the store. I felt a strong sense of nostalgia when Zoe tried on ballet shoes and princess costumes. My grandmother would have really enjoyed being there. She was a fun woman with a great sense of humor who loved kids. She would have taken great joy in seeing all the kids assemble in the store each year, and she would have equally enjoyed the chaos and mess of it all. My grandfather is a bit more concerned with the kids not destroying the store. Reasonable concern I suppose. As such, there are little notes throughout the store that generally indicate that parents need to be responsible for their kids and not let them in to the displays, shopping carts, etc. We indeed put everything back in its proper place with no damage done, but I can't promise that we followed all the rules to the letter.

Every princess needs a rubber chicken.



The man of the hour! Grandpa (and Great Grandpa) Milton with Grandma Barbara, Uncle Mickey, Grandpa Ed and mom.
In addition to The Store, Houston trips usually include a trip to a favorite diner, a visit to the cemetery to visit my grandmother, and pool time. During this trip, the pool wasn't a great option so we managed to fit in some other great adventures.

Some fun time with the cousins: Julia, Zoe and Ryan.

A train ride with Aunt Julie, Uncle Jason, Cousin Ryan, and Grandma Barbara. You both squealed like crazy every time the train went 'toot toot'.

First time ice skating! Zoe and dad went around several times, and Zoe loved it! Nearly every day since you've asked to go skating again.
But, by far, the best part of the trip for me was the bungee jumping trampoline. Zoe, I thought we'd have permanent smiles on our faces after this.
PS- This is the first time I successfully uploaded video to this blog. I'll work on orienting them properly next!