




Olivia did a great job on the plane, but we were completely exhausted. It seems like every minute was spent either having tons of fun at the beach or in town, or crashing hard on the couch or bed.
We had an 8 person horshoe tournment, and I'm proud to say that I made it all the way to the finals. I lost a close championship game, but to a worthy opponent. Congratulations Shawn!
We spent a day at Half Moon Bay and had a blast! Unfortunately though, because it felt chilly and we didn't see the sun behind the fog most of the day, we had no idea how sun burnt we were all getting. It took a few days for my face to finish blistering and peeling.
Katie was on a growth spurt while were there and WOULD NOT STOP eating. Even after sucking the juice out of this thing, she was searching every nook and cranny for one more sip.
We got to see some "sills" (seals in a Utah accent) and it was pretty impressive.
Katie and Olivia
This is the most sun Olivia saw the entire time, she was so well bundled up. Not to mention sleeping the whole time after having flown across the country the day before. 

She really loves her new swing (thanks Molly!) As I write this she's sitting next to me with her head completely twisted so she can see the horse above the swing.
I don't know how to describe it, but she seems to really love this poster we have in our living room. If you're sitting on the couch or walking around with her, her eyes always seem to be following the poster. It's probably the colors, but someday it'll be a good teaching tool to explain the importance of loving others.

Our morning ritual: mom wakes up with my first alarm at 6:55 and hops in the shower and checks her email and does anything she wants. Olivia starts getting fussy but will fall asleep if she's given some attention. Our compromise is I sit up in bed and she sleeps on me until mom is out of the shower, by which point Olivia's probably ready to eat anyway. 
Last Saturday I ran the "Race for the Cure" 5k to raise $ for breast cancer research. It was a very emotional morning for dad and I to be in Raleigh with thousands of other people, many of whom clearly had their own personal experience with breast cancer. They had signs you could put on your back which either said "In Loving Memory of..." or "In Celebration Of..." I was very grateful to be able to use the latter to write Grandma Jones' name and run the race in her honor. For those keeping score, it wasn't my very fastest 5k ever, but it wasn't bad. I ran the 3.1 miles in 26:08, avering 8:23 minutes per mile. My only complaint was that the course around Meredith College was too narrow for the size of the crowd. Even still, it was beautiful, and wonderful to receive the support of all the people lining the route cheering us on. There's nothing quite crossing that physical and symbolic finish line with everyone cheering you on. I keep my race bibs on the fridge for a month or so to help me keep that feeling as long as I can.






Thank you Kerrie for all your help! You seemed to have the magic touch.