Growing a Pumpkin Patch is Hard Work.

Feed me!

This is kind of embarrassing, but after about two and a half years of updating this blog, I have finally (1) learned what, exactly, a feed is, and (2) how to update feeds for this blog. So, if you are interested in running a feed on this site, now you can, uh, eat?

2:43:07

That's my chip time for the race this past weekend. I lost about a minute per mile off my desired pace, but I was sick on Saturday, so what can you do? Now, I am mainly sore. Very, very sore. I can pinpoint exactly where my thigh-bone meets my hip-bone, for sure.

Chris and Adam watched the race in Piedmont Park, and when I saw them at about mile 10, it was exactly when I needed an extra boost.

The Family that Plays Together... Part II

Hey! Remember this?

We didn't run the race last year because we weren't in town, but as I am all about stroller-friendly races, Adam and I ran the Junior League's annual 5K/10K race last weekend. (Chris saw supposed to run, too, with the dog, but he was sick for the second time in one week, so he stayed in bed, with the dog.)

I opted to run the 10K this year since I am training for the ING Atlanta Half-Marathon this Sunday. I finished the 10K in 1:10:43, which is pretty good for me, especialy when you factor in that I was pushing a 34-pound toddler in a 17-pound stroller and the course had a couple of very steep hills. Chris and Adam will be cheering me on this Sunday morning. My goal is to finish in under 3:40, which is, I think, realistic. We'll see...

(Photo by Hannah)

Planting a Rainbow

Planting a Rainbow
Originally uploaded by tanulewicz.

Last weekend, we bought Adam a copy of Planting a Rainbow, by Lois Ehlert. Adam loves flowers almost as much as he loves digging in the dirt, so this past weekend, Chris and Adam hit the nursery to buy some annuals.

Adam chose red, pink, purple, yellow, and orange flowers, and had a ball planting them in a container in the backyard. Daffodils are out in force in our neighborhood (our town is the self-proclaimed "Jonquil City"), and Adam checks the progress of our tulips every day. The high today is 70, and we are definitely ready for spring.

High-ho, Daddy-o

Things at our house are still All About Daddy. Just this weekend, I was told:

• While trying to have a conversation with Chris, “No talking, Mommy!”
• While singing along to the car radio, “No! No singing!”
• While turning around to look at Adam in the backseat, “No looking!”
• While walking out the back door to check out the flowers that Adam and Chris planted on Saturday morning, “No, Mommy! You stay inside! Only me and Daddy go outside!”
• While trying to relieve Chris of another round of Legos at 7:15 Sunday morning, “No, Mommy! Daddy play with Adam! You sit in chair! Read paper! Only Daddy play!”

That last one wasn't so bad - I just sort of shrugged, walked back to the breakfast table, and read Mary Worth.