Summer Lovin'

I'm still here.  Slacker, slacker. We've been back a while from our trip. Even with an entire month to spare, we didn't waste any time.  My three boys are the suck-the-marrow-out-of-life sort and its easy to get caught up in their craziness. First order of business:  bucket lists. 

The football crazy Mak-Tatos were deadset on watching a major league soccer game and adding to their jersey collection.

Then they wanted to see the Giants play. Thanks to all those summers playing kickball with the cousins I managed to pretend to figure out the  mechanics of baseball. 

And then of course there was that date with Bono.  Watching U2 perform LIVE was always in our  must-do-before-we-croak list.  Arriving seven hours ahead had its perks. Just a rail  between me and  Bono. 

We all died and went to heaven.