Bon Retour

We're back now and recovering well from a lovely, lovely weekend away. The kids stayed with Nana and Papa, and the best sign we could have that they loved every minute was this morning when Eloise ran after Dave on his way out the door yelling, "Nana! Nana!" As in, please take me to Nana's house immediately. Things are decidedly less fun at our house, but you're stuck here, kid. I'm not leaving you again for a long time.

Beau Parc

Dave and I are in Montreal. It's quite lovely. Mont Royal, for which the city is named, is spectacular. There's a short cut to the top of the mountain but somehow we missed that turn. In the end, that was the best way to go.

Big Brother

Eloise won't go anywhere without Bear-Bear. Today on our fall hike at the cabin, Sam had this covered. 

Ebb. Flow.

What a week. What a week! There were fevers, runny noses, and sneezes. There were confusing conversations and deadlines missed. There were new teacher breakdowns; mistakes, both large and small; late night phone meetings; team brainstorming; tentative solutions; and the need for follow-up. There was missed sleep and early mornings. And then new fevers, runny noses, and sneezes. 

Some weeks are like this. I'm trying not to overthink or dramatize it. 

It's Saturday and we're moving on. 

Race Day

It's a week late, but here are the results of our marathon weekend last.

Dave: He ran the marathon. Nobody was overly surprised by this, but there was a legit concern that his injured calf would either hurt too much or that the absence of a real training regimen would do him in. In the end, he was just 20 minutes slower than his usual pace but still faster than any marathon I've ever run. He plans to run it again next year.

Sam: He ran a spirited half mile. It's clear that Sam really loves being cheered for. He gets a little air when someone calls his name. It's adorable. I plan to cheer for him for the rest of his life.

Eloise: She ran the toddler trot. And I mean she ran the toddler trot like she knew it was a race and planned to win it. Also, adorable. And a little alarming.

Me: I didn't run anything, but I did support all of the runners and hosted various other supporters who came for the whole weekend (thanks Mom and Dad!) or for a few hours. I loved it. Next year I'll hope to have my name drawn again for the 10-mile. But our family marathon weekend was full enough this year.