21 June 2009

how to keep a 3-year-old entertained at a baseball game

Step 1: find the nearest carousel and ride it a few times.






Step 2: slides will keep you busy for a while. Bonus for rain on the slide making it a water slide.





Step 3: take pictures by giant letters (E is the only letter he recognizes).




Step 4: ICE CREAM!



Step 5: play with tiny hat "borrowed" from ice cream place.



Step 6: maybe watch those guys down there throw a ball?? nahh...



...play with tiny hat again...



baseball was fun daddy - can we do it again? (p.s. happy fathers day!)



13 June 2009

my first 5k!

On my 31st birthday I decided to register for my first 5k! The Hospital Hill Run: "the Grandfather of all Kansas City Road Races." I tried not to think too much about it. I had been running more outside with Padre lately, but we would only go for a couple of miles. I was counting on adrenaline pulling me through to the end of the 3.1 miles.

So early one Saturday morning I got up earlier than usual and put on my trusty running shoes. I met my friend Jr. and his wife Kim and off we went to the races! Here is a shot of us before the race:
See how happy and unware we look? (it was his first race too)

Here's a couple of cool shots of the group starting the race:


And 35 minutes and 49 seconds later here I am crossing the finish line!
I came in 619th place out of 1156 finishers. (305th out of 722 females) Not too shabby for my first run!
And here's our lovely after picture. I was totally energized and felt like I could run another couple of miles. Jr. on the other hand didn't agree (i love this look on his face)...

My next race will be the O'fallen Fall Fest 5k with Molly in October. Maybe someday I'll work my way up to a half marathon...


03 June 2009

early preschool

Ethan started early preschool last Tuesday. For three mornings he cried as soon as we walked into the room, started grabbing his stuff and trying to go to his old room. By Friday, he puffed up and got all red around the eyes, but managed not to shed tears. Just walked away holding his blanket and teddy. However when I pick him up each day he is in a great mood. They have a different playground for "big kids" with big tricycles, so he's a happy kid out there.

This week is going much better. I still don't think he's thrilled about it, but I believe one might call this the acceptance phase. My little guy is getting so big...