
I tell Baby Corry all about our night and he throws some of his breakfast at me. I assume he was mad we didn't bring him, but I remind him that 6th Street has age constraints.

I settle some of the tension by reading him a book he hands me. Only one page in and he runs off.

Tom catches him and hangs him like an Austin bat.

Boman wakes up from his coma, and we all decide to get some hot dogs. A healthy start to the day.

We continue onward to Toy Joy. Corry finds a new toy car and asks his father if he can borrow five bucks.

Boman tests out every single color before he settles on plum. It's hard to tear him away.

We go back to the Alamo Drafthouse so Boman can purchase a signed, limited edition poster by Billy Perkins. Nice.

After some delicious bbq, we go to the Congress Avenue Bridge to see the world's largest urban bat colony emerge from its crevices.

I would normally advise against purchasing light sabers in mass quantity, but someone found the perfect spot to slang these things.

Sucks to be you, Mosquito.

We head back down town to meet with Holli, Cyndi, and hundreds of bikers running rampant throughout the city.
1 comment:
GAH! so awesome. I totally forgot to mention the bats. wish I was there with you fellas, glad you had a good time in the best city in Tejas
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