High School

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

When I arrived this guy handed me this picture from senior year spring break...check out that camera (and those highlights!). 
When you see the word high school what kind of feeling do you have? Some could not get out of high school fast enough, while others never really left. I have to say I was somewhere in the middle. High school for me was a time when I developed some of the deepest friendships I would ever have and also a time when I made some really silly choices. I regret not getting to know my teachers and not staying committed to a sport (hello, soccer, dance team, and swimming), but I also had comfort in knowing that I could call anyone in my group of friends and they would be there for me in a second (oh the drama of being a teenage girl and needing an army of other teenage girls to be on my side).
Lets get this party started

Loved seeing Tif's mom and meeting Payden 

Jason or Josh? Either way...I love them both! They get the made me laugh a lot award.

Friends till the end

Chilly but fun!

Love this picture

Nachos!

Had so much fun hanging with this gal

She is a beaut

Are you ready?!!!

How about those nametags?

Perfect.
I was not super excited to make the trip up to Kentucky for my 20th high school reunion, but I was not dreading it either. Again, I was somewhere in the middle. The world of social media has really taken the suspense out of events like reunions because everyone already knows what is going on in other peoples lives. When we arrived at the restaurant on Friday night the first person I saw was one of my best friends from 4th grade who moved away before we graduated and I had completely lost touch with her. The memories came flooding back (remember when we enter ourselves in the science fair and realized that making a robot was not possible so we did a water filtration experiment...boring! or that time that your mom was curling her eyelashes and sneezed...painful!). From there on out it was just nonstop fun. Catching up, laughing, and maybe a few cocktails. Saturday we went to Keeneland (one of my favorite places in the world) and then danced the night away at what I had anticipated being a low turn out ended up being the perfect amount of people with the best attitudes (there to have a good time).
I have the best memories with everyone in this photo
So a weekend that I was expecting to be a ehhh turned into a weekend that I will never forget. So. Much. Fun.

Chicago Marathon

Tuesday, October 21, 2014


I ran the Chicago Marathon on Sunday, October 12, 2014 in 4 hours and 39 minutes. I have been bragging about it all week. Not only was it the perfect day to run a marathon and not only did I accomplish something with three people that I love dearly (Beth, Steph, and Coop), but I truly witnessed humanity. I know it sounds cheesy, heck even to type it makes me giggle a bit. But seriously. I don't know if I will ever have an opportunity to witness so much love and support in such a massive arena. Over two million people lined the streets of Chicago to cheer the crazy people that decided to run this thing on. The crowd was amazing. Supporting every step. I can't tell you how emotional it made me to see complete strangers in my face telling me how amazing I am.  I witnessed runners who were blind, wounded veterans, running for grandma, running for cancer, running with flags, running with costume. It. Was. Amazing. I don't know that I will ever do a marathon again. My doctor told me this morning that while running that distance might be good for your head, it is NOT good for your body. Not only that, but the time commitment to running a marathon is more than I can handle in my little life right now. But nonetheless I did it. I trained. I hydrated. I ran 26. 2 miles and nobody can ever take that away from me. Seriously, if this video does not make you get out and run...I don't know what would!
Reunited and it feels so good.

These girls.

Expo Time!

Maybe a little better than the Derby Expo:)

It truly was
They love ketchup!

Having a moment


Reflecting


I heart Chicago

Perfect boat ride (with a little Heads Up!)

LaScarola might be the best Italian I have ever had (it was packed at 5pm)
Before 45,000 people headed to the start

Coop was sad to shed his Walgreens sweatshirt

Pretty perfect day

This girl...

Love the Robertsons

Beth told me to remind her we were having fun at mile 23:)


We did it!

My proof

Johnny Appleseed Day

Thursday, October 2, 2014

A couple of weeks ago Wip wanted to have a playdate with one of his new friends from school. I emailed the friends mom and we decided to meet up at the science center. Wip was beside himself. He was so excited. Before we met them I told him that we could stop for lunch. We were running a little late and I said that we might need to stop at Wendy's instead of ChickFilA and he grumbled. When I explained that the Wendy's was closer and we did not want to leave his friend waiting he exclaimed "Wendy's is good!  I will eat Wendy's". It was precious. The playdate was wonderful. Both boys were well behaved, loved being with each other, and I got to meet a new friend (the mom)...win win.

Fast forward to Johnny Appleseed Day at Wip's school. It is a big deal. Not only do you get to be out of your uniform (side note: uniforms on children are adorable and easy) but you also get to make apple pie, play apple games, and just really do all things apple. I was not able to be there, but that new friend I made at the science center? We have mom code. She knew I wanted to just leave my meeting and be whipping up apple pie with the other children in Wip's class. So at about 8:45am I received this picture with the caption "he is having a blast":

Then I received this picture with the caption "he is so happy":
Finally, she sent me this one (it did not need a caption):
I just about melt. This one just made me fast forward 20 years to a rehearsal dinner speech. These are the new boys in town (they are all new to the school). The new buddies. These two have made my son excited to go to school. I am so thankful for them both (and their mommies;).

POOP!

Monday, September 29, 2014

Every Sunday we stop at the East End Market for ciabatta rolls. I think we do it so the boys will say ciabatta. It is hilarious. 

I thought about making the title of this blog post "Oh No He Didn't" and maybe even starting a series...but then I thought when I reflect back on previous blog posts nothing would stand out more than the title "POOP!".

STRIPES!


It looks like a burger, but it was actually one of the best cupcakes I have ever put in my mouth.
A little background. Our weekend was amazingly calm and rainy. On Friday we went to B&B Junction   which has quickly become one of my favorite spots. Not only do they have AMAZING burgers and beer, but they have a basket FULL of books for kids. The boys know to grab a book, finish it, and then go and get another book. It keeps them occupied and mommy and daddy happy to enjoy a beer after a long week.
Just in time to save the world...

A little break to watch Lego Batman.

Duncan asked who was in this picture and when I told him daddy's grandmother and daddy he said "that is not daddy, he does not have spikey hair, that is me when I was a baby". Ok. 


Saturday we met some new friends thanks to our buddies Carrie and Jared and enjoyed..wait for it...a farmers market WITH a petting zoo. Consider Wip's mind completely blown. It was nice meeting up with non-locals to discuss the craziness of Florida football and traffic. We then went costume shopping (not necessarily Halloween costumes). I have decided that costumes make my boys very, very happy. So a little investment in Batman and Spiderman will be hours and hours of entertainment. Worth it.
Wip enjoy ciabatta bread.

Best coffee ever made. I dream about it.

Off to the pool...do you think that D would actually remove spiderman from his wardrobe? Nope.

Wip came across a butterfly and asked me to take a picture. When I got up close, I realized that I was interrupting.

Heading to church...the red shoes are back!
Sunday we went to church. I like our new church. Father Rob is amazing and I have really felt a sense of belonging and fellowship at All Saints. Duncan goes to the nursery and Wip attends church with us (and is pulled out for the children's chapel, which he LOVES). I now need to provide a little side note before I get started with my story...

Duncan goes on the potty 92% of the time. Sometimes it is our fault for not catching the signs and other times he will go to the bathroom and most will end up in the potty and a little bit will end up on the floor (not really sure how this happens). The other day he was very sneaky when returning from the bathroom. I asked if he went in the potty and he said "yes!", I asked if he missed the potty and he responded "you cannot go look, it is very expensive". Every time Duncan tries to get into my jewelry or anything that is valuable I will tell him that he cannot touch a certain item because "it is very expensive". Apparently, this is how he also feels about his poop. Sure enough he had gone in the potty and also on the floor. Head scratcher.

Fast forward to picking up D from church. I walked in to a pretty empty childcare room and they told me that he was in the bathroom. In his defense (kind of) he was dressed in a precious john john that can be tricky if you need to use the restroom and you do not explain to your teachers you are not sure how to take your clothes off...I am pretty sure you know where this is going by now. After waiting for a few minutes, the door flung open in the bathroom and there was poop all over the wall, all over the floor, and all over Duncan. How exactly does one poop on the wall? A forever mystery. I was so mad I could have just screamed. The teacher tried to clean it up and I refused her kindness...nobody needed to clean my child's poop off of a wall. Patrick and Wip went to the car and 30 minutes of scrubbing a bathroom, D and I headed to the parking lot in a different set of clothing. Embarrassed, disgusted, and furious describe my emotions. Duncan's emotions you might ask? While I was scrubbing the wall with Lysol he yawned and said "Mommy, I sure am getting sleepy". Really kid? Really?

The weekend was capped off with a family night at church. Face paint, pizza, and lots of running around was the perfect way to end a great (not so great) weekend.