...I signed up to run the Provo Halloween Half marathon. Another gradual downhill 13-miler. My kind of race. Anyone have ideas for a running friendly costume? Let's face it, the only way I'll get a prize at the race is for the costume. Not my lackadaisical running.
Cade shocked me. He spent the entire morning coloring. Coloring! I used to beg him to color. His color and drawing sessions have been so few and far between over the years I even saved a stick picture he drew of himself at a restaurant with his friend Delaney back in March because it was the first stick-figure picture I'd ever seen him draw.
My sister served me a delicious piece of Butterfinger cake. That's the 212th reason why living close to family rocks.
Yesterday...(technically the day before yesterday)
I went running with some friends at the crack of dawn. I've been desperately wanting to turn into a morning person (stop laughing, Mom) and these girls give me a great reason to change.
Oreos were on sale at Smith's and my sister dropped by 2 packages on her way home (even though my house wasn't exactly on the way). That was the 211th reason why living close to family rocks.
This past weekend in St. George...
...I got to see a brand new baby, a brand new bride, meet family in real life that I've only stalked in the blogosphere, and reconnect with a best friend. Why, oh why didn't I take any pictures?!
Some sweet girls let Savannah think that she caught the bouquet at my cousin's beautiful reception. For the other single girls' sake I sure hope Savvy is not next in line to marry. That's for my sake, too.
I saw my great Uncle in the temple for the sealing. I couldn't stop staring. He reminds me so much of my Grandpa. I felt like he was there.
At the wedding brunch Cade took his half-finished cup of lemonade and walked over to the punch bowl. No, he did not pour himself more lemonade. He dumped what was left in his back in the bowl. I was mortified. His reasoning, "Mom, I was all done." Perhaps I should lay off on the not wasting food lectures....
Last week...
...We went to the fair. Cade got to go fishing, Savvy got to ride her pony, I got my cotton candy and we all got to end the night on the ferris wheel. I love the fall.
Kyle bought Cade a motorcycle. Nope, he doesn't know how to ride a two-wheeler. Go figure.
We went house hunting.
7 comments:
i'll still never understand the distance runner's mindset. you're awesome. see you this weekend! i'll call you later.
It was so good to see you and your family this last weekend. It was sweet of you guys to make the effort to come, I know it meant all the world to Stef.
As for Cade dumping his lemonade back in the bowl... it just made the drink even sweeter for the rest of us. :)
That must have been some sight to see Cade dump the lemonade back in! Hilarious. I probably would have turned my back and pretended I didn't know whose kid it was =)
Michelle, You are the BEST!
Wow--do you ever take a day off?! Costume idea: my girlfriend was a run over runner. So she had tire tracks across her, fake road rash, the whole deal. It sounds like you have been busy! But lots of fun too!
Finally - a motorcycle!
Hon, Those of us that were there know who you were speaking of, but those who were not, may wonder, "who was the great uncle?' who is Grandpa?
I'm surely glad you were there.
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