What goes on in the mind of a nine-year old that lets him think his mom won't mind him riding a motorcycle--rather than a bicycle--down the road to play with his friends? We now have one very grounded little boy at our house.
Parker was called and set apart on Tuesday to serve on the Seminary Council for next year. He's excited, and I'm proud of him. Tomorrow night he is going to the Commencement Dance. I'll try and take pictures of him in his tux when he isn't looking.
Hayden has made the adjustment to wearing braces without too much trouble. He has an appointment on Monday, so the pain will start all over again--for a few days anyway.
All the boys are busy with school activities. It seems like they try and cram three months-worth into the last few weeks. Jacob has a class play on the 20th, a bowling trip, a picnic, field day, etc. Cameron has a field trip, and an Author's Tea/Parent Appreciation day.
I'm staying busy with classes and homework--lots and lots of homework! But it's mostly interesting, so I don't mind too much. I took a test in my science class--I got an A. And my professor appreciates my sense of humor. Let me explain.
The question: Why is nitrogen not considered a greenhouse gas?
My answer: Because it doesn't contribute to the warming of the atmosphere. There may be other reasons, but I honestly don't know what they are.
My professor drew a smiley face and an arrow pointing to the last part of my answer.
The real answer: it doesn't absorb IR radiation (just in case you have a test on global warming in the near future).
My training for the half-marathon is going well. I was a little worried whether I would be able to keep up with runners half my age, but my fears were laid to rest at the last group run I went on. We ran from the stadium to the nature park, about 4 miles, round-trip. When we got to the turnaround point, the others in my group were complaining about how bad their legs were burning. I wondered out loud what it meant that my legs weren't bothering me. The coach said, "It means you're in better shape than we are."
Viva la abuela!
This is where I ran today:
This is what my toes looked like when I got home:
I really did wear shoes!
hey! my second toe is longer than my first one also!
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