This week has been hard as far as running goes. I just haven't had the energy or desire to continue. I missed yesterday, so I went out around 11 this morning to make up for it. The 90-degree heat beat me down halfway through, so I didn't finish. I think I'll take another stab at it while Nick's at football practice. He's loving it, btw. At least he's stopped asking to put on his football gear @ 9:30 in the morning (when practice isn't until late evening).

Noah is having a ball feeding himself. The first thing he does when he wakes up is run into our room, jump on the M.R.S.'s head, and cry, "Eat-eat" over and over again until she gets up. The boy eats constantly. Constantly! Anyway, his vocabulary is increasing rapidly, although I don't think many people other than us can understand what he's saying. Nick's lucky he's the older of the two - Noah definitely has bully tendencies.

Jalen started 8th grade two days ago, and football practice yesterday. I have a teen-age son. Seems like only yesterday I was trying to keep his little three-year old behind from playing on my stairs. "Eat-eat" was one of his favorite words too.
I found some pics from 3-4 years ago on some floppy disks. Here's one of my favorites.

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