Porter ran the 1/2 mile and was pretty awesome for running his first race! He loved it and can't wait to do it again next year! Although I'm not sure if it was the race he loved or if it was getting the Gatorade at the end! Briggs started out at a mad sprint and stayed in the lead until the turn-around point. Unfortunately, he lost some steam at that point and lost his lead. Apparently playing baseball doesn't do much for your endurance! He's determined to do some serious training next spring though. He's just a little competitive! Must have got it from Grandma Joyce. Sophie was a good sport. She really didn't want to be there at all, but she assumed that I would make her run even if she argued (which is not true, although I would have strongly encouraged) and so just went along with it. Her age group ran the mile, but she was pretty sure by the end that she had run four! She really didn't enjoy it at all unfortunately and was almost in tears at the end, but I was really proud of her for doing it!
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.
2 comments:
good job kiddos! i loved reading tylers email about their comments. sophie is a good sport!
Poor Sophie. You probably would have given her the guilt trip had she not done it! That is something I would have done! Looks fun!
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