Lunch Discussion

Mike: What are you going to be when you grow up?

Noah: I'm going to be a different kind of doctor like you.

Mike: Oh. What are you going to do as a doctor?

Noah: Teach students.

Mike: What are you going to teach them?

Noah: How to be fast.

Mud Run

Okay, one more post for the day, then I'm going to bed. Mike and I joined a team this year to raise money for MS by participating in the first annual Portland MS Mud Run. It was a 6.2 mile military-style obstacle course though mud. To add

to the excitement, it rained that day, making the non-muddy parts muddy. So, we sloshed through mud. End of story. :) It was fun and I could definitely see us doing it again.

Here is our clean team.

Here is Mike and me pre-run and looking fierce.

That's me laying in the mud. Believe it or not, this obstacle was "nothing" compared to the enormous wall we climbed up and over, the muddy river we waded through, the muddy hills we had to climb on all fours, and (my favorite) the big mud hill we climbed up to slide down the other side.

Here is our team post-run and ready for a shower.

Celebration

It's been a while since I posted much, so I wanted to get caught up with some big events as of late. In April, I graduated with my Master's Degree. YAY! I'm not finished yet. Three more years until I graduate with my doctorate, but this was certainly a milestone to enjoy. Since then, I've made significant progress on my dissertation, including passing my prelim and ethics committee so I am ready to start the program in the fall at the start of school. I also took two summer classes, which finished yesterday. Yay for summer break!

Happy Birthday Titus

Yes, that's right, Titus turned one last Wednesday. We celebrated with chicken on the grill and corn-on-the-cob...as well as chocolate cake, which he loved. He was especially excited by the candle, though, and was upset that I wouldn't let him touch it.

Working Man

I'm on a role! 2 days in a row...

Some of you have seen this already, but for those of you who didn't...

DS (2 1/2) helped out at the garage yesterday afternoon while our car was getting some routine maintenance. Specifically, the guy let him help grind some break pads for another vehicle that was in for repair. They paid him $2.00, which he wanted to spend on ice cream. So, we went out last evening for ice cream. On the way, he informed us that he was paying for his ice cream and we would be paying for our own. His ice cream was $1.55 and he proudly handed over the $2.00. He got the $.45 in change back to take home and put in his piggy bank. He was very pleased with himself.

Where is Jesus' house?

This afternoon, DS (2 1/2 years old now) asked me the same question that he has asked several times in the past few weeks, "Does Jesus have a bed?"

My response was, "Well, I don't think Jesus has a bed because he doesn't need to sleep."

Today, he pressed further, "Does Jesus have a bedroom?"

Me: "No, I don't think Jesus has a bedroom."

DS: "Does Jesus have a living room?"

Me: "You know what? Jesus has a really big, awesome house!"

DS: "Jesus has a really big, awesome house? Where is his house? Is it up in the sky?"

Me: "It is in Heaven, honey."

DS: "Where is Heaven?"

Me: "Man, these questions are getting harder..."

DS also loves to help out. This morning, he and I got a lot done together, folding laundry, pulling out clothes from the attic for baby brother, more laundry, pulling out all of my maternity clothes from my closet that I don't need anymore!, etc. Here is a picture from our trip back east of him helping Daddy and Grandpa trim the tree. Yesterday, he was helping me by entertaining baby brother, who was sitting in his little bouncy seat. DS was talking to him in "motherese" (p.s. That is an official term, I didn't make it up!) and baby brother was cooing and smiling back.

Currently, DS is with DH. They took the car to the shop for routine maintenance. Boy, was he excited to go. DH was pulling out some money to take along to pay for the work. DS disappeared down the hall and came back with a little pudgy handful of coins from his piggy bank. He was ready to pay for the work, too! Unfortunately, I don't think his $.73 would be enough. We convinced him that Daddy would give him the money to pay the worker man and that he could keep his "moneys" for another day. :)

Swimming

Here is a great sequence captured by DH. It was from a few weeks ago...