Crossing My Fingers

For as long as I can remember I've loved to read. The quirky, often volatile, relationship I have with my eldest daughter has made me worried that she would decide to hate books simply because I like them...

So, it made my heart happy to see her sit down at the airport the other day, whip out a book, and start reading.

(Yay!)

Dental Hygiene

My kids found an old gag binky from when Lindy was a baby.

It's still utterly disturbing yet hilarious at the same time!

The Running Man

And no, I'm not referring to the out-dated, yet awesome, dance move I still can't do. I'm talking about my husband and his first ever half-marathon. Wahoo!

He woke up "bright" and early at 4:00am this morning and met his two little sisters on the way to the top of the course. They waited almost 2 hours for the race "organizers" (I use the term loosely) to start the race. At 7:00am, about 1 hour later than scheduled, the race was on. Ian went into it hoping to complete the 13.1 miles in less than 2 hours. He met his goal by finishing at 1hr 54min. That's about 8.5 minutes per mile...awesome!

Way to go, Ian. We are SO proud of you. And I'm so glad I made it in time to see you cross that finish line. You rock! We also need to give a shout out to Becca and Tizzy who finished the race only minutes after their older brother. You girls did great. Anytime you three want to run a race, let me know...I'll be there at the finish line with a camera and my diet coke. :)

(And yes, he really does look this nonchalant right after finishing a 1/2 marathon. Something in the Jones blood, I guess. Members of my family would all be red-faced and panting...regardless of the shape we might be in. We don't run. I leave that up to Ian.)