My first race ever

For about a year now, I've been wanting to run a race. I signed up to do a 10K on on St. Patrick's day while I was up in Utah.  It started at the Capitol and ended in Memory Grove Park.  My goal was to finish in an hour and 10 minutes because that's the fastest I've done 6 miles when I run at the Gym.  I told my mom to meet me at the finish line at an hour and 10 minute mark.  It turns out she missed me cross the finish line because I did it in 1 hour, 6 minutes and 30 seconds! I was so surprised I did it that fast because I honestly thought while I was running that my time would be like an hour and a half  because the first 3 miles were all up a canyon and the higher altitude in Utah was killing me.  Apparently I ran faster than I thought. 

I'm just happy I did it.  It's so nice to set a goal and then accomplish it. Now I can say I ran a 10 K and I have a bright green neon shirt to prove it.

babies change everything

Babies really do change your life.  This was our dinner conversation the other night:
Me: Did you change him?
Gav: Yup.
Me: Was he poopie?
Gav: Yup.
Me: Was there alot?
Gav: Ya, quite a bit
Me: Was it like constipated, hard poo or normal?
Gav: Looked normal to me.
Me: Oh, OK. Good.

Grant-7 months

We sure love this little boy.  I know every mother thinks this of her child, but Grant is just the cutest, sweetest baby on the planet.  Here's few things we have learned about Grant this month:

He still loves bath time.

He loves to laugh at me when I sing to him ( not exactly what I imagined when I was rocking my baby to sleep).

He loves hitting things to make noise.

When Max is in the house, he has all of Grants attention. 

Speaking of dogs, Grant loves to chew/suck on everything, including chins.

Grant gives kisses, usually anywhere on a face but lips.

Grant loves to look around upside down.  He'll be laying on the floor and then arch his back so his head is upside down and just look around and smile.

Grant is getting pretty good at entertaining himself by playing with toys, although mom has to be somewhere in sight or he is not a happy boy.

Grant is a Mommas boy; for now anyways.

He loves to be outside.

Grant hates to have his face wiped.  He has a total meltdown and acts like a wet wash cloth is sandpaper coated with acid.  We're working on this.

Grant likes to go grocery shopping, carried in the moby wrap.

This boy has the sweetest smile.