Taking a walk

This is how little h takes walks to the park. Babies, backpacks and all...

First pedi!

H has been asking to go for a pedi for a long time. Mostly because it's something mom does and she wants to do it too! So, for her star of the week at school I decided to take her. She LOVED it! She thought it was so cool that her feet got their very own bath!

Star of the week

H was star of the week this week at school. She's been waiting all year, it was really fun for her! Each day she got to do something special. Here is the poster she made.

Packing up!

Harper loves hats and loves to push and pull things around the house. I find it quite cute!

"Read Hadley"

Harper LOVES it when Hadley reads to her and Hadley is happy to do so. Never, ever gets old to this mama.

Park

Snapshots of spring break

My kids with the Enea kids. I babysat for them from the time that their youngest was younger than Harper until I had Hadley! They are growing so fast! Sophia, the oldest, is a freshman in high school! I met her when she was two!!!!

Easter

Dyeing Easter Eggs

Half Marathon

I've thought a lot about how I feel about the fact that just one week ago I accomplished something that I spent my lifetime thinking I couldn't. I've posted on here before, when doing the triathlons, about how I never thought I could achieve these physical endurance tests due to who I have been in the past with my weight, etc. It's funny because people will refer to me now as words such as "athlete", "runner", "skinny", etc. and I still cannot for the life of me see myself through those glasses. It's still a daily struggle for me. I still have a warped view of my body image. I still worry all the time that I will fall back into old habits and return to a place that I hope I never do. I feel good about myself for the first time in all of my life. I like the way I look. When I go shopping, I am excited now, not frustrated and disgusted. It is a good place to be and I am proud. When I finished this half marathon I cried. I cried because I was so overcome with emotion and what it meant for me. I ran for 2 hours and 28 minutes. Straight. It was the hardest thing I have EVER done physically. I had to talk myself through it at times during the race because it was hard. There were points that I felt like just stopping. But I didn't. I kept going because I knew I could. I pictured my two girls at the finish line. I knew they would be there cheering for me. The most important thing to me is showing my girls that they can achieve whatever they set their mind to. I know that they learn that by watching me. So I keep going. For them.

drawing on the table

The other night we attempted to head to eat at one of our favorite restaurants, but it was closed for remodeling. The kids like it because they can draw on paper on the table. So, what did daddy do when we got home? Re-created the restaurant here!