WYPW {On Thursday}

It's that time again, folks. What's Your Point? Wednesday

We are in full race mode as a family. Monday was a normal day. Tuesday felt like it was getting closer but by Wednesday, the reality was sinking in. Wednesday began all of the official events leading up to the race on Saturday.

The spot where his bike will be. #1142

 I went with Patrick and his friend, Jeff, yesterday morning to check-in and pick up their race packets. And let me tell you. If you want to be inspired or completely intimidated then the Ironman village is the place to be. There were so many people that looked like they could eat me for breakfast. I left that afternoon wanting to go for a 100 mile run or something. It was definitely an energetic atmosphere — full of smiles, excitement and fear. One guy I talked to told me how nervous he was about the heat and that since this was his first one, he didn't know what to expect, etc. I was encouraging him and telling him that he would do great, all the while thinking, my husband is going to kick your butt. Is that bad? 

The girls and I have been making posters for the race. Saige and Meadow colored theirs in yesterday and they are so proud of them. Saige asked me if I thought Daddy would like it, and I told her of course because she made it. You should have seen her smile. She is totally smitten by her Daddy. Meadow's sign is crazy, which is of course, appropriate.

Patrick has a new cereal that he eats everyday, sometimes twice a day. It used to be Grape Nuts but for the past 6 months or so it has been Wheaties Fuel. (I am NOT getting paid by Wheaties but if they so happen to come across this, then I would be more than happy to take a years supply worth to fuel my Ironman). There is another boy in our house that likes it too. In fact, it is sometimes the only thing he will eat. He likes it so much, he wants to feed himself just like Daddy and will gently remove my hand from the bowl if I try to help him. I am ALL about independence in this house, but what is a bonus is if they're actually pretty efficient at it and don't make a mess. This is what it used to look like after I would leave Reed alone to eat his cereal.

But thankfully he has actually gotten quite good at getting the spoon to his mouth and he'll even drink the milk from the bowl instead of dumping it out.  

That's my big boy!

A dear, dear friend our family's, Ms. Dianna (or Ms. Dina, according to the girls) is always so thoughtful. The other day she dropped off at our front door, gifts for the kids. And they were perfect for each one of them. She got Reed an Elmo rake because the kids are always wanting to dig in our front yard and he has never had his own tool and has to use their Dora shovels.

She got Meadow a butterfly. I mean, seriously, doesn't this picture say it all?

And she got Saige, the studious one, a coloring book. 

The beautiful thing is that she knows each of them. She knows them well enough to know what they like and they weren't even a little jealous of what the other siblings got. They were excited about them all but when it came down to it, they were all content to play with what they were given. We love you very much, Ms. Dina!

Happy WYPW!

~cheryl~