Monday, April 28, 2008
Kids' Music City Marathon
On Friday evening, my Favorite Boy participated in the Kids' Music City Marathon. It was so much fun! For this event, the kids run 25 miles prior to the group race. On the night of the run, the kids (all 3,000 of them) complete the 26 miles by running their last mile around LP Field, home of the Titans. The kids even get to cross the same finish line as the "real" marathon runners.
My Favorite Boy's school had 135 participants, so he had plenty of buddies by his side. As a kindergartner, he only had to run 1/2 mile (grades 1-6 do the full mile). He sprinted the entire way. My husband, who ran with my Favorite Boy, kept saying, "Pace yourself!" But, my Favorite Boy was too excited to slow down. He said, "All those people cheering helped me to run the whole way!"
One of the highlights for my Favorite Boy was giving the Titans' head coach, Jeff Fisher, a high-five as he crossed the finish line. I didn't get a picture of that because of the crowd, but I wish I could have preserved his smile at that moment.
Here are a few pictures from the evening.
Waiting with Dad at the starting line...
My Best Girl didn't enjoy the wait too much. Thankfully, Papa was in town to help occupy her.
And they're off!
Proud of his medal...
We had such a great time! I am sure this will be an annual event for our family. (And, the running I did from the starting line to the finish line so that I could take my Favorite Boy's picture will be the only running near any kind of marathon course that I ever do!)
My Favorite Boy's school had 135 participants, so he had plenty of buddies by his side. As a kindergartner, he only had to run 1/2 mile (grades 1-6 do the full mile). He sprinted the entire way. My husband, who ran with my Favorite Boy, kept saying, "Pace yourself!" But, my Favorite Boy was too excited to slow down. He said, "All those people cheering helped me to run the whole way!"
One of the highlights for my Favorite Boy was giving the Titans' head coach, Jeff Fisher, a high-five as he crossed the finish line. I didn't get a picture of that because of the crowd, but I wish I could have preserved his smile at that moment.
Here are a few pictures from the evening.
Waiting with Dad at the starting line...
My Best Girl didn't enjoy the wait too much. Thankfully, Papa was in town to help occupy her.And they're off!Proud of his medal...We had such a great time! I am sure this will be an annual event for our family. (And, the running I did from the starting line to the finish line so that I could take my Favorite Boy's picture will be the only running near any kind of marathon course that I ever do!)Labels: My Favorite Boy
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Small Talk in the Cafeteria
My Best Girl and I go to school on Fridays to eat lunch with our Favorite Boy. Last week, an adorable little boy sitting next to me said, "Can you spell car?" I told him that I could and spelled it for him.
He said, "Wow! How did you know that?" I smiled and whispered, "Guess what! I can spell a lot of words."
He responded very seriously, "Okay, spell the word I am thinking in my head."
Huh?
I told him that I couldn't spell it unless he told me the word, but he insisted that I try. So, I said, "Ummmm.....D-O-G?
He laughed and said, "You got it wrong! It was J-A-R!"
Oh, well. I claimed to be a good speller, not a mind-reader, right?
He said, "Wow! How did you know that?" I smiled and whispered, "Guess what! I can spell a lot of words."
He responded very seriously, "Okay, spell the word I am thinking in my head."
Huh?
I told him that I couldn't spell it unless he told me the word, but he insisted that I try. So, I said, "Ummmm.....D-O-G?
He laughed and said, "You got it wrong! It was J-A-R!"
Oh, well. I claimed to be a good speller, not a mind-reader, right?
Labels: Small Talk
Friday, April 11, 2008
Play Ball!
The highlight of the game for him was playing first base (they play different positions in each game). He made quite a few outs. I would love to show the pictures, but I can't get my paint program to work. His jersey doesn't say Favorite Boy, and I am not ready for him to go public. :)After the game, the coach told him that he was an All-Star first baseman. This made his night.
My Favorite Boy is a lefty, so I guess it's good for him to dream of being a great first baseman. As a lefty, he will have to be a pitcher, first baseman, or outfielder.In my son's age bracket, they don't keep score, but according to him, they "definitely won." We hope to head back to the ballpark tomorrow for game number 2!
Labels: My Favorite Boy
