ohyeah,goodpoint.

her reply to everything is "ohyeahgoodpoint".
now when she says it, we all crack up.
it's one of her sixisms that i want to remember forever.

to mom. from us. with love.

dear mom,

while we've been waiting, we've been fishing and learning and watching winter turn into spring turn into summer and playing the recorder and taking silly pictures and training and skiing and watching sunrises and swinging and growing and running and photographing and commuting and working and watching flowers bloom and getting face washes and going to gymnastics and building homes for orphans and coloring and sunbathing on the deck of dad's boat and learning to read and writing our names and growing pigtails and building cabinets and sniffing things and planting and playing games and fishing and hiking and planning music festivals and swimming and curling our tongues and making paper hearts and biking and building fences and skiing and fishing and laughing and crying and missing and wishing and hoping and living and waiting.

and we can't wait to share it all with you.
happy birthday with love from all of us.

(to clarify, the dogs have been sniffing things. not us.)

take me out to the tballpark.

i love that they all run after every ball.
that they sometimes forget which direction to run.
that somehow her uniform ends up muddy and grass stained.
that she forgets her classmates are on the other team.
the dandelion picking and rest taking.
the inner-coach in her brother and her dad.

because you have the kind of mom that accidentally buys brown eggs. that's why.

oops.
whatever. i think they're pretty.

thought bubbles.

one week until my first 5k.

if i had a thought bubble over my head while i was training,
it would look something like this:

i can't do this. i might be able to do this. i can totally do this.
i can't believe i just did that. this is hard. i smell bacon. that's mean.
wow, this isn't that hard. do we have bacon at home?
mmm...grilled cheese with bacon. and tomato. i feel fast today.
could i possibly run any slower? am i as skinny as my shadow?
i like those flowers. don't step in that dog poop. it feels so good to breathe.
thank you for being sunny today. this is a great song. training is so hard.
i really hate this. i love this. i'm so much stronger. my body aches all over.
there's no way i'm stopping.
how did andy run a marathon? will i ever be ready? i'm almost ready.
ok, i'm ready.

winter-into-springstagram.