My first 5k

On Saturday, the boys and I ran in the Spring to Life Fun Run in Brentwood. The top three stroller runners won a prize and I was holding 2nd for the first half of the race then people slowly started passing me. If you want to see the posted results, I'm at the very bottom of the page in the stroller division. I was the very first double stroller to cross the line but I guess they don't give prizes for that :( I have a 10k scheduled for May 10th and I won't have to push around an extra 80 pounds on that one so we'll see how we do...

The great thing about weeds:

One day, when they were playing in the backyard, Nick helped Adam pick a flower and told him to bring it in to mommy. Ever since then, every single time he goes outside, Adam picks a flower and brings it inside to me. It's one of the highlights of my day- I love knowing that he's thinking of me while searching for a flower and all the way back inside to find me. That's a lot of focus for such a little boy! He'll be two years old tomorrow and I can't believe how fast the time has gone. He's done such a good job at growing and we thank the Lord every night that He's blessed our family with Adam.

The big 30!

He made it! On April 11th, Nick turned 30! A bunch of us met at the bowling alley to surprise him and to celebrate this momentous occasion. I had everything planned to perfection but alas, things did not work out quite as well as I had hoped. We arrived home from Arkansas at two in the morning and spent most of his day recovering and unpacking. We were going to get some hot wings (his absolute favorite) for dinner and then blindfold him so we could go the the bowling alley. I was so proud of myself for having it all together- we drove up to "Wings to Go" and they sure had gone-OUT OF BUSINESS! On Nick's birthday! We were very sad but the rest of the evening was a hit. Adam especially enjoyed the Funfetti cupcakes. And I have no idea why this whole thing is underlined. I can't get rid of it so I am sorry. :)

Arkansas bound

4:00am- in the morning- before the sun is up when it's still dark outside and any sane person would still be sleeping soundly in bed. We arise and head off to the airport. We were crazy enough to each fly with a child on our lap so we could save a few bucks. The first 2 1/2 hour flight was hard for Nick and Adam (who was too excited to go on an airplane to go back to sleep). Toddlers do not like to be contained especially when there is a whole airplane to explore. They finally both conked out on the second flight as you can see! Sam, on the other hand, was an angel- other than his training me to change several diapers on my lap in an airplane seat. We survived all but one of them, and for the weak of stomach, I'll spare you the gory details.

We were able to see family that we hadn't seen in a year and a half. Adam loved wrestling with cousins Christian and Cameron. At Nana and Papa's house, he helped Papa mow his lawn and ran around with Chase. Sam got to meet everyone and he had an exciting trip too. He learned to roll over and also started eating rice cereal when we were out there.

The night before we were scheduled to come home, we bathed the kids and put them to bed early so they would be well rested for our day of traveling the next day. We were so proud of ourselves for being so responsible. Then the sirens went off... Are you kidding me? Are tornadoes really that serious? But I just put them to bed! The next hour and a half was spent in the tornado shelter. Adam loved it- running around with his cousins in a big room is so much more fun than going to sleep. So we saw the pictures of the tennis ball-sized hail on TV and then made our way home when the twister had passed. Home, kids to bed again, not ten minutes pass and the sirens go off AGAIN! I love living in California. We go back to the shelter again to hear stories of roofs being torn off and cars being flooded off the road. So, after two stints in the tornado shelter and hoping there was no rotation in the third storm, we survived our last night in Arkansas.

At Papa and Grammie's

On Easter, we drove Nick to the airport so he could go on the church mission trip to Mexico, then the boys and I escaped to my parents' house for the week. It was a nice break for me because there is always someone willing to hold the baby, read to Adam, get up to feed in the middle of the night... (oh, wait- I went to far with that one!) Actually, both boys are great at sleeping and Sam's been sleeping from 9pm to 7am for months now. We are blessed.


I am a big fan of scheduling and the boys' days are very predictable. During an afternoon naptime, we heard some noises coming from the room where Adam was sleeping. These noises were much to gleeful for a slumbering toddler. I opened the door to check on him and this is what I found: apparently, I underestimated the distance from the port-a-bed to my sister's dresser. But no problem for my son- he emptied almost the entire contents of the top drawer onto his head and into his bed.