Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Father's Day

Even though I can't talk yet,
I just wanted to say what a great Dad you are.
And don't worry, I'm new at being a baby too, so we can learn together.
I love you and look forward to playing with you.
Thanks for all the hugs and kisses.
Love your boy-o, Tyson
The Gapp's First Fathers Day:
So there are typical activities that people tend to do for Father's Day. Bike rides, golfing, fishing, camping, picnics, cutting down massive trees (oh wait...just my Dad). However, I decided to treat Ryan to go stuff our faces with as much BBQ meat as we could handle at the best damn BBQ festival in Frisco, CO. (http://www.townoffrisco.com/events/bbq-challenge/) And I will say we had so much of a blast that it will probably become an annual event for us. There were 60+ vendors there all smokin up the best meats around. Pulled pork, brisket, ribs, chicken, sausage...you know your mouth is watering, isn't it? We placed our votes with Brooks Cajun BBQ! It was fantastic ...and their restaurant is actually in Aurora. 6th & Peoria, for those wanting to check it out.

Tyson spent most of his time sleeping in the stroller. But we know he had a good time because he smelled like BBQ that night too. However, he told me he was a little annoyed by the crazy biker lady that wouldn't stop touching him. Ok, more Mom and Dad were annoyed. It is interesting...when you have a newborn (2 months or younger), everyone asks first before touching him and most of the time wash their hands too (probably been trained by the "Sanitizers"). However, now that Ty is at a certain age, everyone just can't keep their hands off of him. I mean, I know its hard since he is the cutest baby in the world, but I think there should be some limits. A little toe grab, cheek squeeze, or poke on the nose I am ok with. Kind of threw me off the first time. But I don't want to be that crazy over protective mother, so I am "ok" with this. However.... Crazy biker lady was pushin it at the best damn BBQ festival in Frisco. She not only broke Tyson's personal bubble space by being a extra close talker, but she would not let go of his hand.

And here we are waiting in line for Big Hoss' award winning pulled pork and she says, "Oh he just won't let go of my hand". And I wanted to say, "No...its obvious that YOU won't let go of HIS hand, crazy biker lady. Back off." But I didn't. I politely laughed and acted like I was interested in her stories.

And then there was the funnel cake... That damn funnel cake that I just had to have!! So in my book, if you are going to Elitches, State Fair, and now the best damn BBQ festival in Frisco, you just have to have a funnel cake. They looked so good, and even better after we watched a special on fried fair goodies on the Food Network Channel. And so, I had saved just the perfect amount left in my tummy to eat the fatty goodness and we got in line. We waited, and waited, and waited. Then we finally got up to the window to get....a number. A freaking ticket that meant we had to wait even longer for the funnel cake that we have already paid for. I'm sure you're wondering what the big deal is, because let's face it, fried dough, fried in some fat and topped with more fat and sugar is to die for.
But the problem was it started to drizzle...and then rain....and then pour. So here were are waiting for the funnel cake 30 minutes after getting my #52 ticket and knowing that they are still on #31, while Tyson is now starting to wail with Ryan as they stood for cover. I'm sure he felt like an idiot as people wondered why we were still outside with our newborn. Basically, the whole situation could have resulted in a full out Gappinger brawl with a major attitude adjustment. But luckily we both just were able to laugh it off as we finally got in the car and started to eat the now soaking wet funnel cake. Needless to say, I owe Ryan for my funnel cake. Damn funnel cake.


Amy said...

he has gotten so big and even more adorable!!!

Elaine and Ryan said...

OH MY GOD! He is so big.
I need to see that babe ASAP.

Tori said...

HE is huge!!! He looks like a real boy and I almost cried because he has changed so much. SOOO CUUUTTEE.

Kelsey said...

He is just so adorable! What a cute Father's Day tribute. And what a fun day. Well, minus the crazy biker lady... I'm crazy about my food and would have done the same thing as you, but Joey would not have been so nice about it...;)