Sunday, May 12, 2019

January

We kicked off our new year with the 2019 Greased Lightning run on the Sammamish River Trail in Kenmore.  There were a lot more people out on the trail on New Year's Day than there were on Christmas, and more than I usually see on this trail.  'Tis the season to start on resolutions.  Everyone had to pee at the end of this run, and the park had the bathrooms locked.  
 Later we drove up to Snoqualmie Pass to play in the snow.  Everyone had a great time hiking around and throwing snow at each other.  Todd, who just got snow pants, was rolling around in the snow like the kids, who seem to be incapable of staying upright when there is snow on the ground. 
 Jared went to the dentist and got his tooth repaired. If his teeth look uneven, it's because they matched his tooth repair to how his teeth looked before the damage, and his chipped tooth was longer than the intact one before.  Eloise got a filling. 
 At the end of our winter break, the weekend before school started again, Jared and Todd drove to Idaho to pick up some meat for our freezer.  The drive ended up being a little bit longer because Snoqualmie Pass was closed due to snow, so they had to change course and take Stevens Pass (you know, the narrower, higher, less traveled pass that stays open in extreme storms) instead.  Jared tells this story as a trip of answered prayers. 
 There was plenty of snow to see on this trip.  We had worried that we were having an exceptionally sunny winter, so we thought we might not see any snow this year. 
Benjamin started going back to full school days when school started again.  

 Sammy went to his friend Asher's third birthday party.  Three year olds play air hockey very slowly. 
 I ran five miles of a 50K relay in Bridle Trails Park. I didn't want to run in the dark, and my leg ended up being in the dark, but Bridle Trails has really smooth, wide trails, nothing like Big Finn Hill where I often run, so it was not too bad.  I was faster than I expected to be, since I had only been running occasionally since my arthritis diagnosis in October.  It was a lot of fun. 

We met up with the Christensens at the zoo.  Rebecca had a couple of little Blackwelder boys in tow.  Since they live on the same block, their families seem to have merged a good portion of the time. 
 I finally got around to hanging the pictures on the accent wall by the stairs that I have been planning since I moved in.  And by "I" I of course mean that I drew up a plan and let Todd do all of the risky work. 
 I think it turned out looking pretty cool. 
 Eloise and I had an activity days evening of candle making.  We had to make a practice candle at home to gauge how long the activity would take. 
 Jared performed in the cub scout talent show.  He played the piano.  He is really loving his piano lessons, as is Eloise.  Benjamin had his first lesson in January, but he wasn't able to start regularly taking piano lessons because piano teacher Sam only had available lessons in the late evenings, when B needed to be in bed.  B LOVES piano, and spends around an hour every day noodling around on the piano.  He was dying to get into lessons, too. 
This was not a winter of much rain. 
 It wasn't warm, but we still took preschool outside to jump. 
 We had a day off school, and our zoo membership was close to expiring, so we took advantage.  Jared was happy to come along to the zoo, even though he thinks the zoo is for babies, since it was probably going to be the last time we dragged him there for a while. 
 The highlight of last year was when the tapir peed on the glass of its exhibit just when we had moved in for a close look.  We watched the tapir for a while and discovered that it pees on just about everything, including the glass again, during the rare moments when it is moving around.  So our experience may have been a little less special than we thought, but it was still hilarious. 
Potty humor is king in our house.  It would be an exercise in frustration for me to try and correct that all of the time, so I just try not to laugh to loudly when Sammy calls Jared "Mr. Farty Butts."  Seriously, I can't even type that without snorting out loud.  What have I become?!  These kids will grow out of this, right? 

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