Ahhhhh. It feels like a spring day. I feel like I should be planting flowers or something. Gorgeous 8 mile run with the boys in the stroller. Well, it was really more of a run/walk. Um, ok, mostly walking. I was really just taking in the beautiful un-seasonally warm day. It was more for my soul than my VO2 max.
We stopped at the park and the boys fed the duck and seagulls. We watched a few boats head out from the marina and a sailboat drift lazily by our little patch of shore.
I LOVE the excitement of my boys over such simple things. At this age, they have more fun digging in the dirt and collecting rocks than any high-dollar amusement park could ever provide.
Ooops. I think a seagull must have eaten Zane's hand.
Then, later that night, we went and ate pizza. I asked Dax, "What number do we have"? He responded completely logically, "two-ty nine".
That really makes more sense than twenty-nine anyway, don't you think?!?!