Rocktoberfest 2017

I took Shane and Raheem to Rocktoberfest at their school today. Rah was laying in the front yard waiting for me to walk outside. I'd told him he could come earlier in the week, but we knocked on his front door to make sure it was okay. His mom answered, said "Sure," and we marched on.

Shane was surprised to see Rah when we picked him up from afterschool.

After a little playground time, I gave each of the boys a five and said, "Go buy tickets." Shane was thrilled to bump into Pikachu.

Then, it was game time. Rah and Shane's teachers were both on basketball duty. Rah hit the court for his first game.

Shane ran to the cakewalk. He won on his first turn, too!

His face was blue the rest of the night. Who needs face-painting?

The boys hung together for a little while.

However, they each kept bumping into classmates and friends and ended up doing their own things. This year, the whole Rocktoberfest was in the back of the school (instead of around it), so it was fairly easy to follow Shane and still keep tabs on where Rah was.

I recognized kids and parents I would have loved to have talked to, but the boys kept ricocheting all over the place.

I got to talk to Andrew (from our old small group!) for a little while, but then I got a text from Carrie. Raheem's mom had knocked on the door looking for him. She seemed confused and then said she was going to the store. That left me confused. I showed Rah the text that she'd come by and he joined in the confusion.

Not that it slowed the boys down. I got to be the only one to worry a little bit. I figured it would take her a little bit to get back from the store (she walks slow) and encouraged the boys to use up their tickets.

Which, they were happy to do.

Rah spent some of his own money and dropped a bunch of tickets on pizza.

Shane gamed on.

Everyone spent their tokens on prizes at the end. Shane got a fidget spinner.

He was very excited. He kept singing, "I've got a fidget spinner!" as we walked out. He would have bragged to anyone who stopped to care (only no one did but me! ha).

I tried to get a final group shot on the way out, but the boys ducked the flash.

I let Rah off at the mailbox and watched to make sure he got inside before Shane and I pulled up the street. I'm amazed Shane didn't fall on his face getting out of the car or going up the steps. His eyes were locked on his whirling fidget spinner.