DEAR PARENTS OF [WESTON'S FUTURE GIRLFRIEND(S)]:
I hereby Solemnly Swear to teach my son to keep his tongue in his mouth before he is of dating age.
Anyone else out there with waggly-tongued toddlers?
I know everyone has missed me dreadfully, and honestly I have MISSED blogging. This is what I have been doing instead:
*I did in fact run my 1/2 marathon on October 15th (2011 -- how embarrassed am I that I did not put that down?) I beat my goal by 19 minutes!!! Wahoo! It was the hardest thing I have ever done.... Yet, I have signed up to do another one on March 31st. What is wrong with me? Training in the winter sucks. I thought I couldn't get much worse-looking than when I run, since my face turns bright red. But that was before I started running in the cold. Frozen snot, frozen sweat, and still red-faced. Children run and hide when they see me coming.
*Weston turned 13. Wait, is that right? It's so hard to keep track of these days.
*Then we had Thanksgiving, Christmas, and 'winter' blah's. Ice cream is the only thing that gets me through.
*My newest nephew, Liam was born on January 29th. I died from his cuteness. It took me a week of eating ice cream to recover. Also, he has already spoken his first words (I know, at only a week old, he is advanced!) They were "Becca is my favorite". Common first phrase among newborns, I know.
*Really, I don't eat that much ice cream. I wish I did, though.
