My First 5K

I ran my first 5K this month. It was the Art City Days fun run/walk. It was raining the whole race and my coat was soaked by the end of the race. I ran it with my friend Emily Gunderson. She was so nice to run with me the whole way even though she could've left me in the dust....or the mud. My hair looks curly from all the rain. I ran it in 33 minutes and 28 seconds. There was a six year old that finished the race right behind me. He told his Mom that it was a easy to medium run...but mostly easy. To me it wasn't THAT easy. Three miles feels like a long way to me! That's probably why I am so pleased with myself. We stayed for the prize drawing after the race, but Emily and I didn't win any of the big prizes....and there were MANY. We did catch a couple of frizbees thrown into the crowd and I caught a little blue football as well. I went home happy because I had reached my goal of running a 5K this summer.

Graduating with Otter Pops....same as honors.

Bastian graduated from Miss Tiffany's preschool in the middle of May. He was a happy graduate and can't wait to take the summer off from his grueling two afternoons a week schedule. I feel lucky to get him everyday, morning and afternoon, for the next several weeks before kindergarten starts!

Wax Museum

Hayden participated in the fourth grade "wax museum." This is where you dress up like a person in history and when people come around and push your button, you give a short speech about who you are. Hayden chose the inventor of the television, Philo T. Farnsworth, his first cousin twice removed. Philo is his Grandpa Bastian's first cousin. Yeah, pretty cool.

Potty Training...checked off my to do list.

Weston was a star pupil. It was a bitter sweet day as my baby was potty trained this past week. His underwear of choice was Thomas the Train underwear and the coveted Go, Diego, Go underwear (but don't "Go", in your underwear, we want to stay dry). I used the book Potty Training in Less Than a Day....yes, you heard it right...not even one day....less than a day. Why would you EVER want to stretch this horrible event out ANY longer? It worked pretty much like a dream...a good dream.