turkey trot

I did the 5K and signed my kids up for the 1K Fun Run on Thanksgiving Day. There was some anxiety from the boys race day morning leading up to it... right up until the bell rang, but then they were off. M was super pumped to run, though. Until the bell rang, and then she just wanted to find Daddy and stay with him. So she didn't end up finishing the race, which equated to no medal and she was a little heartbroken the rest of the day. Next time, M!























EZ and Bruce were good sports and spectators, despite the chill and then Bruce held his annual turkey bowl. He couldn't walk the next day. I massaged his legs, and I think he teared up. He doesn't want to believe we're getting old. Believe it, babe.