Sunday, September 11, 2016

My mud running boys

My idea of swimming, is in a POOL, with clear water, on a float, maybe drink in hand. If someone is on the bottom of said pool, I enjoy being able to see them. No critters floating around my ankles, oh no. No possible rip tides. CLEAR BLUE WATER. 

So the idea of people lunging into water like this, ON PURPOSE, and actually PAY for it? Uh, crazy.


Or maybe I'm the crazy one. Or just boring? 

Because there are HUNDREDS of people who pay to run through mud. 




I happen to married to one of those people.


Look at all these men and women living out their, I'M A WILD MAN OF THE WILDERNESS fantasies.



Probably pretending they are in Nam or something.



Paul has been Mr. Active this year.



Training for races that involve obstacles and mud..



Look at the mud splashing right in his face. Blech. Oh and look at that guy in the background flexing a muscle, men really never grow up do they?




While I myself would never want to do this, I admire all these people that do it.


Especially Paul.



He decided months back to do a tough mudder, and I was all, that's nice dear.



I thought maybe it was a couple mud puddles.



That's his friend Phillip with him, who decided last minute to join and killed it!



Anyways, it was a lot more than some puddles.




It was legit!



And Paul rocked the whole thing!




I was tired just standing there taking pictures.



So yeah, I couldn't swing this sorta thing.



But watching all this fun got one certain person thinking he wanted to do one too.





Stands about 5 ft tall, and a cutie patootie.



So this got things rolling..


A father/son run in the mud was in order.



Somehow Paul managed to find another mud run, sorta last minute.



I already had plans to be gone the day of the race, so I missed it. Ugh. Look that is my first born scaling a mud wall. 



I mean can you believe I apparently missed Paul falling right on in. Ha! 



Quality of pics are poor, but you can see what I see. MY BABY IN MURKY WATER. Oh my lands. This goes against all water safety protocol that I deem necessary.


Probably a good thing I wasn't there, can you imagine my screaming and carrying on?



Pierce absolutely loved it!



He's really been struggling with his allergies/asthma with running this season , so I was so happy he got to do this and have fun!



So proud of my mud running boys! 



Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Life according to kids


Pierce: "Mom, you are grumpy in the morning and late at night, but during the day you are really good."




Hope: "Mom will you be alive when I get married?" 



We've been discussing me getting a bike..

 Pierce: "Mom you really should go on and get one now, you are 41 and I'm just not sure how many good years you have left."


Hope: "Mommy do you know what I do when I have to take a gross medicine? I close my eyes and envision a brownie or an iPod, then I just down it. It really helps."




My friend Brittany is pregnant and Pierce heard me saying she was going to the doctor...."Mom, did Brittany go to the doctor for an inspection?"



Hope: "Momma I'm gonna ask you something, I'm sure you'll say no, but go big or go home I say."



Speaking of Brittany having a baby, Pierce lets me know: "Mom not to be offensive, but you are too old to have a baby." 



Hope: "Mom if you were younger that would look good on you." (Apparently my kids are obsessed with my age.)



Pierce: "Mom we had to take a WRITTEN test in PE! What's this country coming too?!"




Me talking to Hope....

"Hope! Your handwriting on this paper is so nice!"

Hope: "Mom this is fourth grade. No more messing around." 


Tuesday, July 19, 2016

From 6 to 6th

Look at this little fella about to experience his first day of kindergarten, for the second time. I remember he picked out his outfit, he was a little anxious, and I cried a bucket of tears.

He was six years old and I dropped him off at school I knew nothing about, didn't know a soul, and then I went home and imagined horrible things. You know because that's what moms do, we imagine the worst. 



In all my horrible scenarios I never saw this. 


A well adjusted child who would soar. 


And ask me how glad my neurotic fears never came true. Just ask me.



SO GLAD. 


Pierce finished out his fifth grade year with straight A honor roll.


He's also in gifted and talented, but he really doesn't care about that. He was most proud that he finished the mile first in all of the fifth grade classes. Priorities mom!


From 6 to the 6th grade. 

My neurotic mom heart is happy. 


Monday, June 27, 2016

No more brace face

My little fella with his little fella teeth. 


My friends and I have discussed this many times, baby teeth are nice!



Straight and oh so white. 



But eventually they gots to go and make way for the big boy teeth.



Of course as his mother I always see cuteness



Without a doubt though, that mouth needed some work.



Around two years ago we began the process



That meant teeth pulling, spacers and all that hideousness. 



Then finally the first phase of braces. 



Mommy once again found this adorable.



It's so amazing how quickly the teeth move into place!



So here is an official before: Bless it, those teeth needed help



And official after.



Now we have a boy with a really confident, beautiful smile. All mom prejudice aside.


Now we take a breather for a hot minute and then start the whole process on Hope. But for now, no more brace face in the house.