We've got the runs

The half marathon is on Saturday. Three more days... I'm so nervous. I shouldn't be. I've ran 230 miles since the beginning of January training for this, but I'm still nervous. The group I've been training with is team: We've got the runs!

Today I ran without my running watch or my ipod for the first time this year. It was fabulous. I usually keep a close eye on my time and my distance - because, well, I'm a little compulsive... Okay a lot compulsive. It's what those closest to me love most... I'm sure of it.

Anyway, today's run was so nice just listening to my own thoughts and the sound of my feet hitting the ground that it made me so excited to get the half over with. I want to run and not care about my time - but that won't be possible until this is over. I'm much to competitive.... with myself. That's what I love about running. It's me against me and nobody else.

Mike and I take turns running outside and the kids love to watch. The kids wait on the porch for us to turn the corner and run up the street with us. We are planting seeds here!
Notice Miles cool outfit. He's wearing his Thomas jammie shirt that is a size 2T. He found it in a box and wears it almost every night.



Here is another Miles sleeping picture. Mike was out of town taking his test to get his CCIM designation (which he passed by the way!! You're the man, babe!) so I pulled Miles's mattress into my room so he could sleep by me. I sleep better when Mike's gone having Morgan and Miles right there with me. It was like a week long sleepover!

Last night Miles had a VIP night at preschool. Here he is with his bestest preschool buddy Logan. Miles was the only kid that was too nervous to go up on stage. After missing a few songs Morgan had to walk him up. I fear my children are just like me as a kid... really shy.

Here is Morgan reading me her homework book. She can read so well. It blows me away to see how much she's learned this year in Kindergarten. I'm so proud of her. Although, I can't spell secrets to Mike anymore because she figures out what I'm saying.

This last month Morgan and Miles have been fighting like cats and dogs. I was getting really discouraged and was at my whits end. I felt like I was constantly on their case telling them to knock it off, but they just wouldn't stop. Finally this last week they were back to playing nice. I hope that remains the case.

Phew. That's all I got. I know I'm a boring blogger, but someday I think they'll enjoy reading about their childhood. I hope.

I confess

Auntie Beth took these adorable pictures of my baby!! Will is getting to that crazy stage... The stage where he wants to be independent, but can't do much without hurting himself. He tries standing and walking from one piece of furniture to another, which usually ends in him misjudging the distance and hitting his face. He has at least 3 bruises on his face right now. Sad.

He hates being confined - esp in a cart at the store. The other day I had him at Target while the other two were in school, and he had such a fit about being in the cart. I eventually just put him on the ground and let him crawl behind me on the floor. He was laughing and having the time of his life. I got a few disgusted looks and a few people who shook their head wondering how on earth a mother that cared about her child could let him crawl around on the dirty floor where he could get smooshed by an oncoming cart. But after seeing how happy he was with his black knees and hands, I just couldn't bare to pick him up.
It's much more fun to be a bad mom!

our family just keeps expanding

After our terrible experience owning a dog, I thought we'd never own a pet again... The Easter Bunny had different plans for us.

Morgan woke up on Easter to her very own Betta fish which she quickly named Janie, and Miles to his very own frog that he named Shark. We've had them for a week now and I have to say they are just as the aquarium box said they would be - calming and enjoyable. I can handle pets that don't attack me - in fact I enjoy having them around.

Shark is territorial and has claimed the bridge as his own. We've caught him hopping over the bridge a few times while we all stood there cheering with our wide-eyes glued to him. The kids are in heaven.

The kids also got a new cousin... This is Nash. He's Kate & Chad's new puppy. I have been on an I HATE DOGS kick since my lovely running incident last month, but Nash has been slowing sucking me in. He's such a sweet puppy and has begun to restore my faith in canines. This picture doesn't do his cuteness justice - a better picture to come in the future.

And now a little note of appreciation for the great Uncles in my kids lives. Uncle Doug is always so cute to our kids. He makes them smile - and in Will's case, he had him laughing so hard I was worried Will was going to puke on his head.

And a big happy birthday to Uncle Chad. He spends countless hours making paper airplanes for Miles and just playing with the kids in general. I'll give you one guess as to what Chad's going to be when he finishes school.... hint - look at his perfect white teeth....