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I HATE large crowds.

And I really, really, really HATE the port-a-potties that go along with large crowds.  The nasty, germy, filthy port-a-potties.

But I love this 1st grader more than I hate crowds and port-a-potties, so when she asked to sign up for the Country Music Marathon, I told her to go for it!  Then I found out that a whopping 3,500 other kids were also going to run, and at that point it was too late to back out.

The starting times were staggered based on each grade.  The 1st graders didn’t start until 7:00 p.m.

GOOOOOOOOOO TORIN!!!!!  (She’s on the far right.)  You’ll notice that there were a few parents from each school who ran along with the children.  Fortunately, I did not feel the burden on my heart to volunteer in that capacity, but I am thankful for those who stepped up and offered to run.

Crossing the finish line!!!

And the first thing she said when she saw me: “Mama!  These drinks were FREE!!!”  Followed by: “Can I lay down for just a second?”  :)

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Opening Day.

Up until today, my favorite baseball player of all time was Willie McGee.  Now it’s this guy.

He was nervous.  The coach tried to pitch to him a few times, but eventually they had to bring out the tee.  I’m totally fine with that.  I’m sure even Willie started out with a tee.

I have never screamed so wildly over a simple base hit as I did today.

Unfortunately, Parker’s biggest cheerleader wasn’t feeling well.  She has a bad cold and was pretty miserable.  Hopefully she’ll make a full recovery by the next game!

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Our first dab into the world of visual arts.

I had never been to the Frist Center before, but today was the County Art show, and Torin and her friend Abigail both knew several of the student artists from their school.  Since admission was free, we decided to go check it out (plus we were hoping to score major brownie points with their art teacher, who was there keeping track of the kids who came in). 

First, we checked out the student work.  There were many beautiful paintings, chalk drawings, and photographs in the exhibit, and the girls really enjoyed looking at all of different artwork.  Then we wandered back to the main floor and perused the “Masterpieces of European Painting” exhibit.  It consisted of quite a few naked women, which caused Torin & Abigail to giggle uncontrollably.  (Sorry boys, I was not allowed to take pictures on that floor.)

Finally, we stumbled across the really cool children’s area.  We knew it was cool because Gwyneth Paltrow showed up with her kids there last week, and I’m pretty sure Gwyneth doesn’t do anything that’s not cool.  (In case you’re wondering, she’s in town shooting a movie.)


The children’s area was a blast.  We could’ve stayed all afternoon.  The girls got to paint, draw, and create some really fun stuff.


Hopefully she’s not trying to replicate some of those nudie European paintings that we saw in the main exhibit…


After painting, the girls took turns drawing each other’s faces on plexiglass.


Yep.  Looks just like Abigail.


By the time we left, I was worn out.  But of course the girls were wound tight and acting as goofy as ever.  Getting a serious picture out of them was impossible.


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Stepping on legos.

I find them everywhere.  On my kitchen table, on my bathroom floor, underneath the couch, in my makeup drawer, in the dirty clothes hamper, and next to my pillow.   The boy at my house has a full-blown obsession with Legos.  I’m not gonna lie, sometimes I step on them and it makes me mumble an inappropriate word or two, but I tolerate them because he loves them so much.


Sometimes he will read the instructions and build a truck exactly like it’s supposed to be built.  Other times he will go upstairs to his Lego table and create something on his own.  And he will ALWAYS try to talk other people into playing Legos with him.  My mother was his latest victim.  She was too weak to resist his pleas.


It reminds me a lot of his Thomas the Train obsession when he was two.  In fact, we have converted the old train table into a Lego table.


Someday I will look back on this time and remember our Lego phase with nostalgia.  Until then, I will keep my head down and watch where I step.

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It felt just like 1987.

Bright disco lights were flashing.  Queen was blaring over the speakers.  Our friends were rockin’ the limbo game.  We took the kids roller skating for the first time this morning, and I felt just like I did when I was 12.  (Except now my back hurts, my ankles are sore, and my arm is stiff.  Funny, I don’t remember those side effects back in 1987.)


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