Rex has become the kid we've always dreamed of! He rides his bike outside, endlessly circling the "U" we live on. He scooters, he reads, he plays piano magnificently, he's a helper and a smart. Wow! We love Rex.
Ryan and I both had trips this month. Ryan went to his SECOND Bon Jovi concert of the year, first in Milwaukee, then in Arizona with his high school buddy Chris Reed. (Now known as DOCTOR Reed) It was a downright spiritual experience -- especially the second one. They scored tickets right up front -- so close that they got to pat Jon Bon on the butt. Oh wait, that's what I would have done!
I just returned from a race in Moab with my dad and Chris Jones. Tany, my traitoristic training partner who went and got pregnant instead of racing triathlons with me, had to ditch at the last minute. But I had a great time with the dudes and won my age division. The trophy was a coveted kolopelli guy on a red rock. Very cool!
Babies are good. Georgia is saying her first word: Boobs. Yes, boobs. She puts her hand down my shirt, giggles and says "bubs." Oh, we'll torture her with that someday.
Tom is fat, happy and strong. They killing us with their ransacking, but we love them!
