Sunday, November 7, 2010


Zac loves his bikes and he loves his family. So it makes sense that he would like these two areas of his life to merge. Zac has a wife and she does not love bikes. She likes volleyball, tennis, and jogging. Yet, Zac is very persuasive and decided that his whole family should experience his love of cyclo-cross. It sounds simple. You get on your bike and ride around a course, usually in a park, you get a set amount of time and you see how many times you can go around. So we go to this park (it seems innocent enough), and we get on this paved path and a man blows a horn and were off. That is when I discovered how badly I had been tricked. There are hills that you are obliged to run up (carrying your bike), sometimes with barriers (that you jump over), trees jump out at you. they have big piles of dirt that your are supposed to ride over, but I chose to fall down and flip over; in the mean time your competitors have finished their first lap and are coming by you saying things like, "Good job! Keep up the effort!" I don't understand this, because if they are passing me it obviously means I'm not doing a good job. Hmmmmm. I need analyze their intentions for a bit. So after 45 minutes of this, I'm am scratched beaten and bruised and seeking medical attention, my husband has never been so happy in his life and asks me "Did you have fun?" How exactly am I supposed to answer that?


Saturday, November 6, 2010

Last night we had a party to play games with some friends. When I told Evie she had to go to bed because it was only for adults, she was not happy. She found a note pad and pencil and asked me how to spell, "No adults allowed," and "No eating on Evie's bed." These continued for awhile until she forgot that she was mad then the messages changed to things like this"Dora has a monkey friend."

Friday, November 5, 2010


Eli is the most prepared child ever. A week ago, we sat down in church and I informed the kids that I failed to bring anything. Eli, shrugs his shoulders and pulls four ninja guys out of his pocket. Usually he steals one of Evie's purses to carry his stuff, well not everyone seemed okay with the this (they were pink). Anyway, I bought him a man bag. He loves it. Although it is way too big and he managed to shove a blanket in there. He already has half those scouts beat.