Monday, September 26, 2011
Didn't my mama tell me not to run in the rain when I'm fighting a cold? Oh yes, she did. And she tells me often.
Even so, I'm feeling a little better now, and I was supposed to run 10 miles and only ran 7, which proves that I'm still a reasonable person.
The rest of the bummer that was Saturday included no soccer game for Reed (pouring), Skyler coming down with a fever and general misery which caused us to cancel her afternoon horseback riding birthday party. Yes, there were tears.
We dried out our shoes, watched some movies, listened to the rain, rescheduled the birthday party for 2 weeks from now, and ate popsicles to make us all feel better.
The rest of the weekend was brightened up by a visit from my aunts and uncles, 2 of whom flew in from Virginia and 2 drove from California.
That's my mom and her two sisters Ann and Ellen
Uncle Al, Uncle Dickie and Sunny the dog.
We took the kids and the dogs for a ride/ walk on the UMaine bike trails. It was unseasonably hot and surprisingly buggy. Just ask Reed, who rotated between: "I'm too hot," "I'm too itchy," and "I'm too tired to ride my bike," for most of the trip. Jackson and Sunny didn't complain. They look like long-lost siblings and ran like wild the whole time.
A neighborhood kid who comes over to play at our house pretty often mentioned to Reed that his mom wasn't at home. Reed gave him an understanding look and said: "Oh. She's at a marathon?"
Reed colored on 3 pages of paper and asked me to tape them together into a book. He said, "This is going to be a present for Bella" (a friend at school).
Me: "I thought Bella wasn't your friend anymore?" (he'd told me so on Friday).
Reed: "I know, but I thought if I gave her this book she'd be my best friend again."
a few minutes later:
Reed: "Actually mom, you're right. I'm going to give that book to Charlotte."