Countdown: I'm glad I took so many pictures all those years ago
These kids don't exist anymore. They've been replace by taller (except in Katie's case; she's not much taller), less huggy people. Actual people. No more are they my own little dollies to dress up and play house with.
I'm thinking of having OJ and Katie reenact the above picture when Kate visits next week.
Three Jims.
Jim (I'm talking to the one on the left in the picture), I wish you could come out for a visit to reenact this picture, although Other Jim might not fit on your lap anymore.
I'm including this picture to commemorate the day my son got a hole in one at the local mini golf course.
and also to give a preview for a certain pastry that will need making. It won't be exactly the same, but there are distinct similarities. And it's not for a birthday.
And with that suspense, we leave the realm of the countdown--4 days til Kate comes, 6 days til party, 7 days til graduation--and move on to track.
I promise this will be the last track-related post until next spring.
Paul ran in the section meet yesterday evening. He was seeded 25th in the section and ran in the "slow" heat. He jostled and elbowed his way up to third place at one point, but then fell back some and then held steady with his teammates to finish 9th in the heat. He finished 21st overall, moving up 4 places in the rankings. He also set another personal record: 4:46 for the 1600m. The guys were booking, even in the "slow" heat. The guy who finished first overall ran it in 4:16. YIKES. He collapsed in the grass immediately after crossing the finish line. (He was fine)
Pictures of that maybe later after I load them to the computer.
Or maybe not. You've all seen pics of Paul running.
PS A third brother has willingly offered to contribute to the catering of the party next week! I have a whole catering staff of four people! Woo-hoo!
I'm thinking of having OJ and Katie reenact the above picture when Kate visits next week.Three Jims.
Jim (I'm talking to the one on the left in the picture), I wish you could come out for a visit to reenact this picture, although Other Jim might not fit on your lap anymore.I'm including this picture to commemorate the day my son got a hole in one at the local mini golf course.
and also to give a preview for a certain pastry that will need making. It won't be exactly the same, but there are distinct similarities. And it's not for a birthday.
And with that suspense, we leave the realm of the countdown--4 days til Kate comes, 6 days til party, 7 days til graduation--and move on to track.
I promise this will be the last track-related post until next spring.
Paul ran in the section meet yesterday evening. He was seeded 25th in the section and ran in the "slow" heat. He jostled and elbowed his way up to third place at one point, but then fell back some and then held steady with his teammates to finish 9th in the heat. He finished 21st overall, moving up 4 places in the rankings. He also set another personal record: 4:46 for the 1600m. The guys were booking, even in the "slow" heat. The guy who finished first overall ran it in 4:16. YIKES. He collapsed in the grass immediately after crossing the finish line. (He was fine)
Pictures of that maybe later after I load them to the computer.
Or maybe not. You've all seen pics of Paul running.
PS A third brother has willingly offered to contribute to the catering of the party next week! I have a whole catering staff of four people! Woo-hoo!
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i like that pic of my and jimmy when we were little...i wouldn't work now that we are older tho...it wouldn't very cute
And 6 more days until I get there.
And isn't it nice that 2 of the people helping with food are real, live chefs, so that it almost feels like the party is being professionally catered?
And Mike worked at the Stein for a short time, so does he count?
And I want to witness the reenactment.
SO there, Kate. You are just fine being as not tall as you are.
And YES I love telling people that I have professional chefs catering the graduation party. I feel all upper class when I say it. Anytime I can use the word "chafers" in reference to food for a party makes me feel like I'm putting on a classy fete!