One of these things is not like the others...

Sing it with me, Sesame Street Fans!

(I took some liberty with the lyrics.)

"One of these things is not like the others!

One of these things does not belong!

Can you guess which one is not like the others?

Have I done something wrong?...

Her confidence is strong!"

Leave it to Lulu to stand out in a crowd of esrogen-inspired costumes!

The Big Day

We've been anticipating this day for a while, and  now I can't believe it's already here!

We've decorated

and baked

and bought

and even though it's sort of frightening, it's mostly very fun

to have a fourteen year old in the house!

Trick or Treat?

Trick.

Snow puts a damper on our Halloween fun!

Or, in the words of Emily, "This is like the Nightmare Before Christmas!"

Mother Nature, I give you three days to make like the Wicked Witch of the West, and MELT!

The Finish Line

I finished the 5K. 

I must admit that I enjoyed it just a little bit.  But it takes some motivation to get me moving.  

And I haven't jogged at all in the nine days since then.

I miss my friend more than I miss the running.  It was so much fun to spend the weekend with her!  (Thanks a million to my awesome husband, who carried my load on the homefront that weekend.)

After the Run

We went to Park City and rode the Zip Line (which was alright) and then the Coaster (which was crazy fun!)

Don't Be Fooled...

...by the sparkly shoes and twirly skirts.  Olivia may dress like a dainty little girl, but she's actually a "rough&tumble" kinda kid.

Today, her tumble was a bit too rough, and resulted in this:

A visit to her pediatrician's office and two staples to close the wound.

Poor baby!

Q&A
Q: What happened?!
A: Nobody saw, but from what Hannah and I can guess, Olivia was climbing on the table, fell off, and hit her head on the chair.

Q: Was she really wearing sparkly shoes and a twirly skirt?
A: Yes.  And a brand new, never before worn, pink shirt.  Good news: the blood washed out nicely!  So she can wear it again.  Bad news: It's going to be tough to wash the blood out of her hair when we're not supposed to get that area wet for two days.

Q: Does that picture make you sick?
A: Me? No.  Hannah? Yes.  She had a hard time with the blood.  (Takes after her Daddy!)  You?  Probably.  Sorry!

About Me & Hannah

While running around the room, Hannah suddenly stopped and cried out, "Ah, I think I pulled a gut!"  That's a good way to describe how I felt when I started running a couple of weeks ago.

Earlier this week, I said to Doug, "I can't believe I'm doing this.  I mean, I'm not going to keep running after this 5K!"

But yesterday, as Doug and I finished our 2.7 mile jog, I suggested to him (since I could still talk!) that maybe we should host another family Turkey Trot this year, like the Sar-Run-Dippity-Doo-Dah, and I'll just have to keep running for another month or so.  Sometimes I surprise even  myself.

Hannah, on the other hand, likes to run.  She considers it one of her "talents."  Yesterday morning, before Hannah's soccer game, Doug told her that she has "fast twitch muscles", that make her speedy quick.  She listened, thought about it, and then nodded her head, and said, "Oh, so that's why when we're running around the house, I'm always in front.  My sisters must have 'slow twitch muscles'."  Then, on Hannah's way out the door to her soccer game, I smacked her on the bum (I know enough about sports) and said, "Fast Twitch!"

And that little pep talk must have worked, because Hannah made two goals in her game!  The first one was actually into the wrong net--oops!--but after the second goal, Hannah's face was priceless!

Couldn't Be

I am in a state of denial.  How can it be October?  I refused to believe that summer was really ending (already over?) until this past week, when I realized September had already passed me by.  I haven't even visited the canyons to admire the fall leaves, because I couldn't believe it was time for that yet.  In reality, it seems they are already past their prime. 

Yesterday, on the last day of September, I at least felt happy that it hadn't snowed...yet.

Then, after I feel asleep in my bed last night, with my windows open, I had a dream.  I dreamed that it was snowing outside.  And of course, in my mind, it was still (barely) September.  How irritating!

Good news, though: I woke up, and even though I cannot deny that it is in fact October now, the snow was only in my (bad) dream.  Today, we're going to the park and soaking in the lingering sun.