Some photos...

Loralei inticed Patrick into the playhouse the other day, June 17 to be exact, and I caught a nice picture of him being a good uncle.

Here are two shots of Mia after her last dance recital, in costume of course. She is such a photogenic model. It's hard to take a bad picture of her.

If you click on the picture of the electric car, you should be able to see Ethen in the passenger seat. This was the Fourth of July parade. I lead a group of six other electric vehicles in the parade. This parade, by the way, was officially judged as "lame" by the rest of the family. I accept their judgement. I was only able to see a little bit of it, which was the politician ambling along in front of me.

I'm a jogger..

Jennifer and Rebecca talked me into running with them two or three days a week.  Yesterday morning was my first time, and I had to get up at 0530 to get ready.  Nobody should have to get up at 0530, for anything.  We were supposed to run at 0600 though, so what could I do.  

They showed up at 0613.  I was about to start badmouthing them, but I forgave them when they walked in the door.  I ran for 20 minutes and they went longer.  I figure it's because they are young and I am an overweight old wuss.  Today I have been in pain all day.  My thighs are tight and they hurt.  I rode my bicycle to work today too.  You'd think that with almost 1000 miles logged on the bike this year (it's 1010 after today), a 20 minute run wouldn't make me sore but it did.  It's bedtime and my legs still hurt, and I told them (my daughters, not my legs) that I would run again tomorrow morning.  I know, I know, I will have to get up at 0530 again.  What is wrong with me?