I. Am the happiest mom. On the face of the Earth...
This is my oldest son Nick about one month ago, after taking his senior pictures.
Hell has officially frozen over. Pigs are flying. The cow is jumping over the moon. (I think I stole that from TriDummy, but Shhh, what he doesn't know won't hurt him)
This is Nick today. He got sick of waking up with hair in his mouth. Or so he says.
Side view. Pinch me I think I'm dreaming!
In other news Mike and I took what was intended to be a long run tonight. It was just over 8 miles, but felt like 800. I was not great running bud tonight. I had some er... shall I say... gastrointestinal issues that forced me to walk or slow down A LOT to prevent embarrasing moments. I only share this little overshare with the masses because I'm sure Mike will post his little Garmin picture and highlight the slowness, so I will just spill my guts preemptively. He promises to punish me with another insanely long run tomorrow night as a chance to redeem myself. I am beginning to wonder if I have any business attempting a half Mary in a week and a half. Fact or Prerace jitters? I don't know.