You Don't See That Every Day

 April is the month of birthdays; And today is a very special one to me. My sweet G turns forty-something today. I recently borrowed some photos from his mother, and scanned them into my computer. I can totally see our girls' features in some of these. These first two photos are at one year old. This next one is 3 years old And the following -- well, I won't give away all his secrets. They were just a few I liked. So how should I celebrate my guy's birthday? He's not really into cake or pie. But ice cream? oh yeah!! We're actually going out tonight - to an auction for a school we are involved with! It will be loads of fun, and good food, and maybe we'll score some sweet gift cards again. We went last year and a had a good time. Later in the weekend - we have our race! My first half-marathon; I'm not nervous ... yet. I'm excited and looking forward to Sunday morning!  

Why do we find accents that are unlike our own, fascinating? I was hanging out in the doctor's office today, because, you know, with 5 kids, that's what you do a lot of. I had 4 of them with me, all the girls. They were getting squirrelly. It was lovely time. And then a man walked in, with an older lady in the wheelchair. Nothing exceptional about that at a Dr.'s office. And then he spoke. And the world stopped. And the children stilled. And we girls all smiled. The man had a Scottish accent. It was one of the best things I had heard that morning - only because I hadn't talked to my husband yet. As my niece said "Accents make life better." Yes, yes they do! It sure made the hours in the doctor's office a fond memory. I have to tell you a little story. It will give you a glimpse inside the life of my husband. His family knows this already about him, but for those of you who don't know him ... he can be a little funny. A few years ago, back when...

A rainbow! Raking leaves is fun! Baby K has learned to pull herself up the shirt says it all.

My dear G ran his first 5k race today. I was so excited for him. It is the same race I have run the past 2 years, and I so wished I could have joined him this year. Maybe in 2011. He beat my time by ... a lot. The girls and I had a great time cheering for him (Boy was at football). And the rain held off until we were in the car on the way home! The latest comment from him, "Next year -- the 10k!"