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How in the world???

I am not a morning person. Ask anyone. Especially my mom, Betsy, Ann, Kristie, Ren, Anne, Kristina, and Marianne. (Or, the roommates I’ve had since high school.) (And George.)

But somehow, I got these kids who are so darn happy in the morning! Even if, say, one or two of them was up screaming at 1 am for no discernible reason. Just say. *cough*cough*linus*oliver*cough*

But look at these cute faces…

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Look at this hug (or what I was able to catch of it with my slow point and shoot)…so cute!
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Thursday, November 5, 2009

Shoot. Remind me if I want to take part in NaBloPoMo, I’m going to have to be better about not writing about more than one exciting event per post, so I can make sure I have enough stuff to write about.

Like, I could be posting about the photo shoot we had on Sunday here, but I already wrote about it the other day. Shoot. I can’t wait to see the pictures. The thought of redoing it makes my head hurt. Almost-two is such a hard age for taking pictures. Last year at this time, they were pretty good about staying in one place. Not great, but they weren’t walking, so not bad. This year, forget about it. Maybe next year they’ll be a little more obedient. (I’ll pause here while you more experienced moms crack up laughing….done yet? Okay, let’s move on.)

Oh yeah, here’s something else. Monday morning, I did my daily check of our pediatrician’s website and found out that finally, the H1N1 vaccine was available. We definitely wanted to get it for the boys, since they have asthma. There was going to be an Immunization Bus parked at a local mall, with shots available at 2:00. So I figured we should get there early.

We got there at 1:15, and there was one other family there. So I guess we didn’t need to get there early after all. We ended up being 10, 11, and 12th in line, so not too bad. I’m just glad it’s done for now. The sucky thing is going back in a month to get the second round. Fun fun.

And now I have to apologize for not having any pictures of the boys to post. I need to get to work on that. In the meantime, you can see this other video I posted on YouTube the other night…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fjELpPOrsiA

23 months!

(Confession: I took this picture on Monday morning, when the boys all insisted on getting into Linus’s crib and were being unfathomably adorable.)

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Oh man. 1 month til we have 2 year olds. Gaah!

But my gosh, this is a fun age. Every day, they come up with something new, whether it’s telling the cat “no!” or telling Daddy to “shhh” or dancing or hopping or hugging. It’s always pretty darn cute.

I know it’s going to get harder. It seems like on a certain message board I frequent, all anyone can talk about is how hard x age is. But no one ever talks about how fun it can be too, and how rewarding. And how the fun totally makes up for the temper tantrums and the pushing boundaries and the frustrations and the whining. Or maybe I’m just being optimistic. After all, I’ve heard 3 is harder than 2.

But I’ll bet it’s more fun too.

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For no reason other than to get me a little higher than 99th. It’s embarrassing. All ya gotta do is click this little button:

Thanks, yall!

Nablopomo huh?

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So I’ve decided to take part in this thing I’ve seen before…Nablopomo. National Blog Posting Month. Yes indeed. It just means I have to post every day this month. I think I can do it. You think I can do it? I’m not saying you’re going to get really long posts every day, but you’ll get somethin’.

I still have so much to post about from the weekend. Like Halloween! And it’s November 3, so if I don’t post it today, it’s going to start looking pathetic soon. No one wants to hear about a holiday too long after it, right?

Fortunately, I don’t have a whole lot to say, other than we had a lot of fun. As with Boo at the Zoo, Miles and Linus wore their hats and Oliver politely declined.

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The hatless one declines to give five:
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Nevertheless, it was fun. We walked around the neighborhood with friends and trick or treated. I think trick or treating has to be the best thing about being a parent. You remember how sad it was when you got to be too old to trick or treat, right? Well, have kids and you get to do it all over again! At least until the kids learn what’s going on. I wonder if next year I’ll be able to get away with it again? Hmm. I guess they’ll want to do it next year. Anyway.

Sunday morning was picture day! My most awesome wedding photographer, Sandra, came over with a friend to take pictures of the boys again, and it definitely wasn’t as easy as last year. Oh man. The boys, they were not very cooperative. Not to say they weren’t cute, but they were not following direction very well. (I sound surprised, right? I prefer to think I’m just overly optimistic about their direction-following ability.)

Fingers crossed we got something for a Christmas card. The thought of doing this again makes my head hurt.

I guess we could use a picture from last year. It’s not like the boys have changed much or anything….
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So much to post about, so little time…

This is definitely going to have to be broken up into several posts, if only to not send everyone into a post-induced stupor of boredom. (I’m so self-deprecating, see?)

Let’s start with Friday. Friday was exciting because Oprah gave everyone half-off shoes at Payless! Yay Oprah! I don’t watch your show, but I appreciate your power! I got the boys six pairs of shoes, a pair for me, and a new purse. Sweet!

Lookie at the cute shoes that the boys will be wearing for the forseeable future:

In between the trips to Payless we dropped the boys off at my ILs so they could watch them while I…

…rawked 13.1 miles! (That’s the word Kristina and I coined. Run + walk = rawk.)

(Yes, you only get a small version of that picture. It’s really bad.)

I am pleased to say I was not last. I was 1314th, but that was out of 1,379 people. And that may not sound great, but considering for the first few miles, I (and a few other women I met up with) were last, that’s not bad. (But a 75 year old man did best my time by an hour. Hmmm.)

We started out walking, but that was actually very painful. I started to develop blisters on the bottom of my heels, so I had to run, just to take the pressure off. So we walked a block, ran a block, walked a block, ran a block. Before we knew it, we weren’t last anymore. Whew!

At about mile 9, I needed to run more (for my heel) so I left the other ladies in my dust. Ha ha, only kidding! But I did take off so I could run a little more. I pulled out my iPod to listen to the music I’d thoughtfully picked out (and purchased) for the race, only to discover that I didn’t sync the *%$#@ thing, so the only music on it was horrific German progressive rock from the ’70s. (George had gotten a hold of my iPod, you see.) So as it turned out, I carried around the stupid thing for 13 miles for nothing. I’m sure if I hadn’t had that extra three ounces, I would have gotten a better time.

Ha.

Anyway. I finished in 3:06, five minutes slower than my previous slowest time, but I was fine with that. Remember, I really didn’t train for it. I am quite pleased that for the last five miles, my pace was in the 12 minute/mile range, which is really good for me.

So now, what’s next? I want to do a 2 mile race in City Park next month, and then I’m thinking of trying again with the Mardi Gras Half Marathon in February.

Woo!