Based on the enthusiastic responses, there was no excitement about the race. Nobody wanted to get up, even our regular alarm clock Wilmer did not do a thing.
Well, we all got up, had a half a banana for breakfast and made it to the starting line around 8 am. What a lovely morning, sunny, upper 60's, and 100 sweaty people next to you, getting ready to sprint 5K like madmen out of the asylum. The anticipated mano-a-mano race with Danny did not take place (since he wussed out and chose the stroller division) and we all did our own version of the race. Points go to Missy for doing her first ever solo race. Of course, some of us had some silverware to bring home. Well, we are all winners in this game called life, just in our own way. (That quote should be included in the "Famous Quotes" book.)
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What's up with Danny and the grass, you may ask. Me too. He finished the day last night with cutting his lawn and he's at it again. This time with the trimmer. I can hardly wait for

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Wilmer had a great day today. He did some strawberry picking (mostly eating) and got to run buck naked outside to neighbors' horror, and swim in the outdoor pool. Later in the evening, he had a chance to cross off one item from his "10 Things I want to do before I die" list. Number 2 on the list was to play golf on a real course, on a green with a hole and a flag in it. The evening included soccer practice, some eating, guitar playing, some more soccer and golf, dessert, and more golf. Thanks, John and Shannon, for ma

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