Why does a week feel like a month?

I wasn't sure about blogging, in fact, it is still something I am uncomfortable with. I do like that it may force me to document experiences in our life that we may have forgotten. The little things we may not remember, but really mean the most. Most important, each time I get nervous at the key board, I remind myself that my sharing is a way for me to advocate for my girl. To share our beautiful life.


It has only been a week & 2 days since I posted last, why does it feel like a month? A few things I want to share, because trust me there is more, but I don't have the time to share it all! :)


On Friday, April 30th, I went on a field trip with Naomi and her class to our local fire station. WE LOVE FIRE FIGHTERS! Her favorite part, the bus ride! That just made me laugh!

Now, this next part should be a post on its own, but it's not going to be. Right after Kamryn was born, Diondray told me that he wanted to train and complete an Olympic triathlon. I had just had Kamryn, our 4th daughter, who happened to be born with Down syndrome. I happened to be devastated. However, we have always supported one another and this was something he wanted to do.

He trained very late at night and very early in the morning (so it wouldn't interfere with the girls or me). In May of 09 he completed an Olympic triathlon which is a .93 mile swim, 40k bike ride and 10k run. The triathlon he did, known as the Wildflower, is one of the hardest. It is located in the middle of no where and you must camp the night before the race. Which means you don't sleep well, also the course is very difficult. He did it, the girls, my mom and I were there, it was amazing to see! Although you don't see much, it's not really a spectator sport. We saw him enter the lake, come out of the lake and about 3 hours later he crossed the finish line. What I loved was that the girls were able to "see" the process, like a metaphor....their dad had a goal, he worked/trained hard and he accomplished his goal. They kept asking him what place he came in and if he won and I would smile and say daddy won because he finished and that was his goal. Of course they didn't get that, but someday they will.

Now, he is hooked and this year just him and I drove up (May 1, 2010), pitched a tent and he raced the next day.

This is the "transition" area, where you go from swim, to bike, to run. There were approximately 35,000 people there! WHO KNEW, this was such a sport?!

He finished! His time was 20 minutes better than last year! (His time was 3 hours and 20 minutes) Did I mention I am married to a TRIATHLETE?!

Today, May 8, 2010, the girls and I went to our school music and art day. It was a warm, beautiful day......Brynn had her face painted.

We played, had lunch and listed to a drum line, jazz band and rock band. It was great! My four girls, I think this picture is so cute! :)

Life is so beautiful! (Sorry, I never get tired of saying that)! It really is!