the "i'm still too full of turkey and too tired from the car trip to think of a clever title, but i'm still going post this" post
First things first, Little Guy's 1st birthday was a smashing success.
Exactly what you might expect of a crowd of not-quite-one-year-olds when presented with their very own domes of delicious sugary goodness! I'm in trouble from the after-effects, but my guess is that I'll get to learn all about sugar-shock first hand in December and March. (Payback's a bitch, right, girls?)
The kiddos and their respective tall people played nicely together all afternoon, getting Little Guy's second year off to a joyous, memorable start.
kid his size will ever figure out what to do with.
The next morning, Big Guy did us proud in the Philly Marathon. It was cold out(see the temperature at the bottom of the screen? Brr! No wonder everyone is running!), so we were glad he busted his butt to get the job done in under 4 hours.
Monday morning we hopped into the car for the 8 1/2 hour trek to North Conway, New Hampshire for some much needed r&r.
and the food was divine.
Today we made our weekly trek up to the Art Museum to meet with Big Guy's running group (because, really, 26.2 miles in one week just isn't enough). After a quick lunch, a shower and a nap at home, we went back to Fairmont Park to meet with the amazing artist who delighted us in May with her ability to capture and translate Little Guy's spirit on film.