Our runner

He has always been fast.

He doesn't get it from me or his daddy, and that's ok.

One day, We will probably be parents in the stands cheering at every one of his track meets. Maybe. If he wants. But whatever he chooses, We will be there.

Watching when they start

Getting near the finish line

6 minuets and 35 seconds

Last year he came in sixth. He did again this year too. But he beat his last year time.

I'm so proud of this kid.

A Bike Rider

it has been a long time coming for Little girl to ride a bike.

she gets it honest though. I think i was way older than she was when i finally learned.

i am so proud of her and as you can see in the second picture, she is pretty proud of herself too.

she has some determination and grit.

when daddy came home with a bike for her and told her he would help she was ready.

she told us that now she just has to learn how to turn with out having to stop and start all over.

she will get there, i know it.

Written words

they have always been important to me.

i wrote letters growing up, too two friends that i saw on a weekly basis.

There was just something special about written words and it was great to get mail when you were younger.

i made friends at the summer camp i went to and we occasionally wrote letters to one another, until we saw each other again at camp the next summer.

I'm sure there were notes passed in jr. high but i remember it way more in high school.

Email happened around then and while it was no where near as wonderful as a hand written letter/note it worked too.

Now i am teaching my daughter about handwritten letters and how special they are. 

my mom brought me a wooden box, from my childhood home, a few months ago. it is a box that held all kinds of treasures over the years and came from my best friend growing up.

we have written numerous letters over the last 28 years.

We've lived in the same state for 13 of those years.

now she has a daughter and we have our girls writing to one another.

they have only met each another once.

i gave that little box to my daughter and put some of her letters from "D" in there.

i asked her where her current letter from "D" was and she said, "I put it in the box mom."

i dream of the day when we are once again living in the same state.

until then......

we have written words and occasional phone calls.