Go Jackets

Monday, Georgia Tech met Air Force in the Independence Bowl in Shreveport. Since that is an easy day trip from DFW, we decided to load up the family and head east. Gavin enjoyed the ride out watching the "big trucks" and "choo choo trains" we passed along the highway. After lunch at Chili's, Gavin dosed off for about an hour until we stopped in Shreveport to meet friends before heading in to tailgate.

The weather was chilly at about 48 degrees, but the sun made it nice out.

As all true tailgaters, Gavin traveled with football; so he and Scott threw around the pigskin before heading into the game.
Just because it's called "pigskin" you shouldn't try to eat it, G. :)

Once inside the stadium, we posed for some pictures.

Gavin enjoyed eating popcorn. Though we bought a ticket for him, he wanted to sit in the row beneath us, where no one was sitting and the metal bleacher hadn't been covered with a warm fleece blanket. Silly boy.

At the end of the first quarter, we had a fellow fan snap this picture for us. (I've really got to start keeping my head up straight.)

At half time, the band played.

Gavin was mesmerized.

We were treated to a beautiful sunset.

As the sun went down, it got cooler. We had all layered up and had blankets, but Gavin's hands were freezing. Not having baby thermals, we put a pair of pj bottoms on under his jeans. Dave and I both had thermal bottoms on and 4 layers up top (tshirt, long sleeved tshirt, crew neck sweat shirt and hooded sweat shirt). I think we were warm, especially compared to the Orange Bowl last year. But after Tech couldn't convert on the 5 yard line, Dave decided it was time to go.

We drove just into Texas, to the first rest area, giving the car time to warm up. There we stopped and got Gavin in his pjs for the night. With is monkey and his blanket, he was asleep in just a few minutes after we got back on the road. We were home around 10:30 and even had the energy to unload the car before we crashed for the night.

We had a great family trip. I just wish Tech could pull it together. Oh well there's always next year . . .

I'm a ramblin' gamblin' helluva engineer!