Oldest was star of the week at his pre-school. Being star lets you be first when doing activities, and you get a poster made with your favorite things and your friends ideas of what they like best about you.
We, my husband and I, got to attend on Thursday which was the day that his friends talk about what they like about him. They all liked how he plays with them, either Monster Trucks (his favorite toy) or outside on the playground riding bikes.
The best part of the ceremony was when his teacher read what he wanted to be when he grew up. Oldest wants to be a parent. Wow! She said that girls will sometimes say they want to be a parent, but boys, hardly ever. She said we should be proud of what we are doing as parents.
Oldest looks up to us and wants to be like us. We must be doing something right.
~Peace
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
3:00:10
I ran my first half Marathon today. My goal before I started was to finish. As I was running I gave myself a new goal: 3 hours. As you can see by my title. I almost made it under 3 hours.
It was a super day. I got up at 5am. Made some coffee and ate a couple of pieces of toast. My neighbors who were also running picked me up at at 6:15 and we headed to the starting line. I wasn't nervous or anxious and waited for the start. A gospel choir was singing at the start and they were very inspiring. The race started and it took about 5 minutes to cross the pad that started the timing chip. I crossed at 7:o7. Wow did it feel great running with 20,000 people.
My family was at mile 4 cheering me on. I ran over to give my boys a kiss since I left so early and didn't get to see them. I also handed off the sweatshirt I was wearing because I was getting warm. I left them at 7:56.
I started walking for a bit and a women next me asked if that was my son. She said his smile when he saw me was priceless. She also said that she wanted to finish in 3 hours. I was moving faster than her and decided that I could do that too!
The next 5 miles were uneventful. I noticed that there were a bunch of us running walking at about the same speed, so I used them to pace myself.
At mile 9, we met back up with the marathon route. As I rounded the corner I noticed the lead car come by. I screamed to the women running just behind me to hurry up so that we could run with the lead pack. We did, for about 3 seconds. Man were they moving. The leaders finished 22 miles as I was finishing 9.
About mile 11, my legs were so tired I needed to walk a lot more than I had been. For those of you from Salt Lake I ran around Casey and Debra from Channel 2, morning team for a while. They finished just in front of me.
My family came down and cheered me on at the end. I loved every minute of the race. I finished 295th in my age group (35-39), still beating out about 40 runners. Next year when I run I'll be in a new age group. Perhaps I finish better.
Next year? You bet!
One woman running at about my pace had on a shirt that had a great saying and I told her so. It said "The woman who starts the race is not the same woman who finishes the race." Very true. I feel empowered!
Also, What a great way to spend Earth Day!
~Peace
It was a super day. I got up at 5am. Made some coffee and ate a couple of pieces of toast. My neighbors who were also running picked me up at at 6:15 and we headed to the starting line. I wasn't nervous or anxious and waited for the start. A gospel choir was singing at the start and they were very inspiring. The race started and it took about 5 minutes to cross the pad that started the timing chip. I crossed at 7:o7. Wow did it feel great running with 20,000 people.
My family was at mile 4 cheering me on. I ran over to give my boys a kiss since I left so early and didn't get to see them. I also handed off the sweatshirt I was wearing because I was getting warm. I left them at 7:56.
I started walking for a bit and a women next me asked if that was my son. She said his smile when he saw me was priceless. She also said that she wanted to finish in 3 hours. I was moving faster than her and decided that I could do that too!
The next 5 miles were uneventful. I noticed that there were a bunch of us running walking at about the same speed, so I used them to pace myself.
At mile 9, we met back up with the marathon route. As I rounded the corner I noticed the lead car come by. I screamed to the women running just behind me to hurry up so that we could run with the lead pack. We did, for about 3 seconds. Man were they moving. The leaders finished 22 miles as I was finishing 9.
About mile 11, my legs were so tired I needed to walk a lot more than I had been. For those of you from Salt Lake I ran around Casey and Debra from Channel 2, morning team for a while. They finished just in front of me.
My family came down and cheered me on at the end. I loved every minute of the race. I finished 295th in my age group (35-39), still beating out about 40 runners. Next year when I run I'll be in a new age group. Perhaps I finish better.
Next year? You bet!
One woman running at about my pace had on a shirt that had a great saying and I told her so. It said "The woman who starts the race is not the same woman who finishes the race." Very true. I feel empowered!
Also, What a great way to spend Earth Day!
~Peace
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Big Trucks
Ever wonder how they make concrete for the highways? Let me tell you.
Today I was lucky to co-op at Oldest's school. It was a field trip day. We went to see one of his classmates Dad at work. This dad works for one of his family's companies. They make the concrete that makes our roads.
First, they bring in large chunks of old road by a large dump truck. A jack hammer vehicle breaks it into smaller pieces. Next a truck with a jaw like grip thing on the front rips out the metal in the smaller road pieces. Yes the roads we drive on have metal in them and the metal they pull out of old roads gets recycled into new cars!
After the metal is removed, the smaller road pieces go through an elaborate conveyor belt system that breaks it down into even smaller pieces that are sifted a few times so that they don't end up too big. Once they are broken down into very small rock they are placed on a huge pile until they are loaded on a dump truck again for transport to the construction site to become our roads again.
Before they leave the trucks are weighed on a huge scale. Everyone on the field trip, the class, teacher and co-oping parents stepped on the huge scale. Altogether we weighed 1700 lbs.
The experience was priceless. One of Oldest's classmates rode with us in our car and they talked the whole way there. They pointed out every truck we saw on our trip. I loved listening to their discussion. On the way back they were exhausted. Not much was said. Probably very low energy because after we got back and had snack time they all perked right up and played on the playground.
I loved my time with my son today. We both learned something new.
~Recycle
Today I was lucky to co-op at Oldest's school. It was a field trip day. We went to see one of his classmates Dad at work. This dad works for one of his family's companies. They make the concrete that makes our roads.
First, they bring in large chunks of old road by a large dump truck. A jack hammer vehicle breaks it into smaller pieces. Next a truck with a jaw like grip thing on the front rips out the metal in the smaller road pieces. Yes the roads we drive on have metal in them and the metal they pull out of old roads gets recycled into new cars!
After the metal is removed, the smaller road pieces go through an elaborate conveyor belt system that breaks it down into even smaller pieces that are sifted a few times so that they don't end up too big. Once they are broken down into very small rock they are placed on a huge pile until they are loaded on a dump truck again for transport to the construction site to become our roads again.
Before they leave the trucks are weighed on a huge scale. Everyone on the field trip, the class, teacher and co-oping parents stepped on the huge scale. Altogether we weighed 1700 lbs.
The experience was priceless. One of Oldest's classmates rode with us in our car and they talked the whole way there. They pointed out every truck we saw on our trip. I loved listening to their discussion. On the way back they were exhausted. Not much was said. Probably very low energy because after we got back and had snack time they all perked right up and played on the playground.
I loved my time with my son today. We both learned something new.
~Recycle
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