This past Sunday morning, Dad and I drove over to Los Gatos to run in my first race. We loaded up the Ironman Bob stroller as well so that Dad could push me in his race. As soon as we arrived I realized I hadn’t eaten enough for breakfast to run a 1K “fun” run, [...]
My Dad taught me how to ski when I was 4 of 5. I loved it. I loved to go fast. I loved it when my Dad fell down so that I could faster. I don’t know when this picture was taken, but I’m pretty sure my Dad still wears those sunglasses and still [...]
K-I-S-S-I-N-G. Okay, maybe not.
My friend Jennie came out to visit from North Carolina with her 2 year-old daughter Celia. It had been one year since we saw each other last, so the kids had sure changed.
Celia’s love language is touch. Kevin’s is…well, not touch. Celia wanted to hug Kevin and hold his hand. All [...]
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