The Saturday before St. Patty's, the base had a 1K race for kids and a 5K for adults. Sophie and Briggs were signed up for the race, but Porter was a last minute addition - which is why he is running in crocs - but they all did great. It was fun to watch them and Porter was pretty amazing for a 3 year old. He was tearing it up! I ran the 5K with my friend MaRae and certainly wasn't tearing it up, but we did beat most of the moms with baby joggers anyway!
Having this picture on my blog is the only excuse I have to look at it...so it's here to stay.
Overheard at Our House
Yesterday as Tyler was having his Father/Son interview with Briggs they got talking about signs of the last days and Second Coming. Tyler told Briggs that there would be a lot of natural disasters such as tornadoes, earthquakes, and tidal waves. Briggs said, "Oh yeah! I know! And like losing a coin or Playstation and busted controllers!"
Tyler recently spent 5 hours in the emergency room with Porter after a particularly bad attack of an asthma like condition he has. Driving home at the end of the 5 hours Porter turned to Tyler and said, "Dad, I appreciate your obedience. You were very good and very brave."
A Recent Dinner Conversation:
Porter: (As Mom shoes a fly away from his head) This fly is my buddy Mom!
Mom: Well did you know that your buddy has poo-poo feet?
Porter: (Choked out between sobs and a torrent of tears.) Don't call my buddy a name! Why did you say that about my buddy Mom? He doesn't have poo-poo on his feet!
Nothing I could say made it better. He only cried more until I just apologized for the poo-poo name calling incident.
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