#5 and Still Alive

So last Saturday I finished my fifth St. George marathon and just like all of the previous marathons, I thought that was the stupidiest thing I've ever done. I'll never ever do that again as long as I live. This time I didn't say it, I just thought it. When we started the race it was drizzling a little bit but it was fairly warm compared to years past. I didn't think it was going to be so bad once the rain stopped. Well the rain never stopped and at times got worse. It poured on us and the wind blew making our already wet bodies so cold. Needless to say the rain never did let up but for some reason my body did not mind. It was the best my legs had ever felt. I never had to take my ibuprofin or excedrin and didn't have to get the icy hot rub down at mile 18 that I always count on. I think because it was so frigid that my legs were numb and couldn't feel any of the normal pain associated with the run. I have always known there wasn't a chance in he** that I could ever qualify for Boston like all of my other running chicas, but i have always wanted to beat the 4-hour mark. I do not run with a watch or garmin so i didn't know exactly how I was doing until I turned down the one street and saw the clock that sadi 3:53. I had seven minutes to get my sorry wet butt to the finish line. I usually like the turn my music off the last few miles and listen to all the people in town cheering us on, but I had to dig deep. So I turned my ipod back on and pumped up the volume and took off. When I crossed the finish line it was 4:00:47. My chip time ended up being 3:59:37. I finally did it. I was wet, cold, sore and miserable but I had finally accomplished my goal. So now, once again let me say, I hope I never do that again! Whatever!!!

Can You Find a Rat in This Thing?

So on a Monday night about three weeks ago I was playing with my hair and brushing through it with my mom's brush and I rolled a little (big) section up thinking that it would be no big deal. I rolled it up and couldn't get it out. I started to cry because my dad was going to cut the piece out. I started to cry because I had worked so hard to grow it out again and it would be one inch long after he cut it. My mom worked so hard to get it out with her comb. It had a long tail on it that broke off in all the tangled mess. Well an hour and a half later my mom finally got it out. I was so happy when she dropped the brush in my lap and said you're welcome.

Looking Fine While Turning Nine!!

Here we go trying to play catch up! Miss Delaney turned nine on September 20 and did it in total "D-Train" fashion as Scott would say. She originally wanted to invite all of her friends over and personally give them each a manicure but considering that it takes her 45 minutes to do my nails, which she does a fabulous job at, we decided to go another route and go to the Hair School. Her and her friends went and got up-dos and manicures and then went out to lunch together. They looked absolutely darling and I forgot to get a whole group shot like a dingy mother.

We are so grateful for this little girl that constantly keeps us laughing. She runs on her own time and Scott always says everyone should get to join Delaney's World at some time in their lives. She is creative, artistic, and sweet-but has lots of sassiness! She can steal your heart with just one little smile when she flashes you those dimples. We love her to pieces!!!

Best Buddies

So the other day as Boston and I were walking through TJMaxx as we often do, Boston spotted a wonderful treasure upon the self that he wanted. I often wander through the store with lots of random items knowing that I will put them away when we are finished but for the time they are keeping my child quiet. So without a thought, I hand Boston the little pig he requested and continue on with my shopping. He starts calling the pig, Wilbur, which he picked up from Charlotte's Web. He is having full blown conversations with his new friend when I hear him say,"You want to come to Bosty's house, Wilbur? You want to come play at my house?" I knew at that very moment that I was too big of a sucker and would end up taking home Wilbur. He has hauled Wilbur around with him for days, setting him on the counter to eat cereal, reading him stories, and making a bed for him. I am so glad that Wilbur joined our family so that we don't have to get that puppy the kids have been begging for now.

Benny's Boots

Boston has recently got new shoes. He has his little movie obsessions and one of his latest has been Sandlot. He loves Benny's shoes and so we went out and got him some. He hasn't wanted to wear any other shoes since. When Cooper was this age he went through the exact same phase. He went through a few pair of "Benny's boots" as they both affectionately refer to them as. Boston and Cooper are definitely brothers and share the same obsessions in life.

Beauty Takes Pain!

Delaney has been counting down the days all summer when she would be able to go get her ears pierced. We told the girls when they were younger they had to wait until their ninth birthday to get their ears pierced. Well, when McKenzie was approaching age nine she convinced her Dad to let her get hers done six weeks before her birthday so she could change out her earrings on her birthday. So following in her footsteps, Delaney counted back six weeks from her ninth birthday and here we are. Delaney and her friend Tess decided to go together since they were both a little scared to say the least. Tess went first but it didn't help ease Delaney anxiety obviously from her reaction. In the end they were tough and endured the pain for the beauty of their cute little pink flower earrings!

First day of school

Yesterday was our first day of school. I go to Tonaquint and Delaney and Cooper go to Heritatige Elemantary. I got up at 6:00 and made pancakes and saved the leftovers for Delaney and Cooper. I went to our neighbors house and jumped their fence to go to the bus stop. Delaney got up at 7:30 got ready practiced piano and then her and Cooper left for school at about 8:45. Here are some pictures of us on the first day of school. We had to do mine at home because I ride the bus.