Today, mom was making an apple cake, and Hope was "helping". When mom pulled out the eggs, Hope shouted, "Oh! I know how to break open the eggs. Let me do it!" So, mom gave Hope an egg, hoping that she'd know how to break open the eggs and not leave any shells in the batter.
Sure enough, Hope took the egg, gently tapped the egg to the side and happily opened the egg, right onto the floor.
Mom forgot the next step of teaching Hope where the insides go. That's the next lesson.
Oct 29, 2009
Oct 17, 2009
Race for the Wounded Warrior
This morning, we woke up at 6am and ran in 38 F weather for wounded soldiers of the war. Lisa had hoped to run the Marine Corp Marathon's 10K but her 6 week cold/flu took her out of training too long. We decided to run a family race since strollers were allowed. The group raised over $12,000 to help those who were injured during the war.
Oct 10, 2009
Biking Northern Mount Vernon Trail
Today, the weather forecasted a windy rainy day, but we decided to risk it and bike along the Potomac River to enjoy DC. (After all, we'd heard Colorado was getting a blanket of snow on their bike trails).
We packed some popcorn, crackers, and other munchies, stuffed the bikes in the minivan and headed to the River edge.
Raindrops pelting the windshield didn't dampen our spirits. Lisa was finally well enough to do a longer ride and wanted some speed!
What a day for a bike ride. Paxton hooked the two-kid trailer to his bike and we headed north, towards the Washington Monument in the distance. The gray clouds and fuzzy rain kept the paths open for us, but joggers with their ipods and other speedy roller skaters and bikers provided us ample opportunities to scream "ON YOUR LEFT" before being pelted by Hope's popcorn.
Ahh! The rush of wind and water on our face as we pedaled into the crunchy fall leaves. The trail took us straight through Reagan National Airport where the planes were taking off, so we stopped to eat our lunch while the planes ZOOMED straight above our hair. Hope and Josiah had to keep covering their ears as the big birds screamed past us. The rain picked up, so we decided to plop the kids back into their warm pumpkin trailer and trudge forward.
North we pushed until we saw the Washington Monument straight across the river from us. There, we felt we could fly over and touch the Jefferson Memorial and the Lincoln Memorial. Alas, we had no fins, gill, or wings, so we just biked onward over the mass of red/brown/yellow/green petals covering the trail.
Lisa was in the mood to race Paxton, so off she pedaled, going as fast as possible while peeking to see Paxton panting for three people. Suddenly, a couple stuck their umbrella out and nearly knocked Lisa off her bike, so the race came to an abrupt. We decided this was a good time to head home.
If we get anymore of these bike moments, we may have to stay in the DC area a bit longer.
We packed some popcorn, crackers, and other munchies, stuffed the bikes in the minivan and headed to the River edge.
Raindrops pelting the windshield didn't dampen our spirits. Lisa was finally well enough to do a longer ride and wanted some speed!
What a day for a bike ride. Paxton hooked the two-kid trailer to his bike and we headed north, towards the Washington Monument in the distance. The gray clouds and fuzzy rain kept the paths open for us, but joggers with their ipods and other speedy roller skaters and bikers provided us ample opportunities to scream "ON YOUR LEFT" before being pelted by Hope's popcorn.
Ahh! The rush of wind and water on our face as we pedaled into the crunchy fall leaves. The trail took us straight through Reagan National Airport where the planes were taking off, so we stopped to eat our lunch while the planes ZOOMED straight above our hair. Hope and Josiah had to keep covering their ears as the big birds screamed past us. The rain picked up, so we decided to plop the kids back into their warm pumpkin trailer and trudge forward.
North we pushed until we saw the Washington Monument straight across the river from us. There, we felt we could fly over and touch the Jefferson Memorial and the Lincoln Memorial. Alas, we had no fins, gill, or wings, so we just biked onward over the mass of red/brown/yellow/green petals covering the trail.
Lisa was in the mood to race Paxton, so off she pedaled, going as fast as possible while peeking to see Paxton panting for three people. Suddenly, a couple stuck their umbrella out and nearly knocked Lisa off her bike, so the race came to an abrupt. We decided this was a good time to head home.
If we get anymore of these bike moments, we may have to stay in the DC area a bit longer.
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