The honest-to-goodness favorite part of Mom's day (this and her glass of red wine about an hour after this....):
You think they won't let me drive this puppy? Oh- you have under-estimated how wrapped around my little finger these grown ups are my friend....

For real. They adore me. It's out of control.

It's 'GO TIME'

Here's a random photo of Eva sitting in the front seat of the car while Noah (most certainly) naps in his car seat. Who is this kid? For real- she's practically doing our taxes at this point.

Dad ran his first half marathon this past weekend. He ran it in two hours. For those of you who don't know much about running- for a guy who decided to do this about... oh... a few weeks before he did it.... two hours is a flippin' amazing time.
Because what all of us would have the energy for after having run 10 miles is most certainly THIS FACE:
Eva- looking beautiful- waiting for her Daddy to run by.

To say that we are so proud of our Dad would be a massive understatement. In the words of Eva "You're my hero Daddy".
No comments:
Post a Comment