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Mountains Time

We had our first weekend of cooler (by cooler I mean low in the 60s in the morning, high in the low 80s - this is Atlanta after all) this weekend. And it was perfect timing. My husband had a trail race on Sunday morning up in the mountains. So we packed up the car early on Sunday and headed up with the entire clan (minus her Majesty, the cat - she isn't much of a fan of the mountains, or the car, or life outside of our bedroom to be honest).

We packed most everything the night before and that morning got everyone out of bed early (6:15ish) and put them into the car to go back to sleep on the ride up. It didn't quite work like that. 2.0 slept for maybe another 25 minutes, then was hungry. Thankfully I had pumped before we left the house in anticipation of this and handed him his bottle. He is getting pretty good at feeding himself, but you still have to help him reposition the nipple every now and then. Otherwise the milk just goes all over his chin and neck. That kept him busy for another 20-25 minutes or so. After that, he had my hand to chew on.

The Gremlin was awesome. She didn't go back to sleep, but played with her dolly and watched her brother. Other than little whispers every now and then, we had no idea she was still there. I am sure she was tired, but not quite at the point of sleep.

And of course the Monster was all about a nice cool day in the mountains.

My husband ran the race (and won, by the way - first time he's ever completely won a race!!!!) and we had a great family day hanging out. There was a fresh water pool and other dogs, so the Gremlin and I wadded into the pool with the Monster off leash. Well, I wadded in. The Gremlin decided to go in to her waist and then poor water over her head. Thankfully we brought a change of clothes. :)

Then everyone under the age of 5 slept on the car ride home. All in all, it was one of the more perfect days we have had...ever.

Here are some photos from breakfast on Friday, my two athletes rolling it out post race back at home, daddy running at the race and then accepting his award with 2.0 and the Gremlin, the Monster and me in the background.







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  1. TristanSeptember 15, 2012 at 5:45 AM

    Finn and I just read this together. I was pointing out Maddy and Mark and all he could say was, "Nowan?"

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