Thursday, July 28, 2011

At The Zoo

Witten
By: Smartie

One day, Smartie, Sweetie, Mama Runner, Papa Runner, Sassy and Monkey went to the zoo!
They saw bears, snakes, monkeys, lions,
Tigers and ellafints.

They saw cats, groundhogs, bunnys, zebras and dolphins. They saw a park.
They went on the zoos swings. They went on dolphin rides. The zoo-olagists said it was okey. The zoo-olagists said “
Would you like to help feed the dolphins, too?

Papa Runner and Mama Runner looked at each other.
Please mom and daddy, please? Begged
Smartie, Sweetie and Monkey! Then Sassy changed her mind! May I feed them, too? Asked Sassy!

Oh, allright! Said daddy, still in thought, I tell you! Okey! Said Mommy, still a little worried! But stay out of their mouths. She continued, still a tiny bit less worried, I tell you.

The zoo-olagists said “ Great, and that will be 1 cent, so, which means you have to give us 4 cents. How is that?

The Runner Family thought about it for a minit! Then they agreed. Sure! Said Smartie, Sweetie and Mama Runner. Fine. Said Papa Runner. Okey! Said Sweetie, I tell you!

At the time to go home, the kids said “
Thanks for the rides. Bye-bye monkeys.
Sweet dreams cats! They end.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Happy Birthday, Ian

Three years ago today, my precious Ian was born. He was a little less than an inch long, but had recognizable arm buds, leg buds, and the beginnings of eyes. I labored mostly alone for a little over 24 hours, and gave birth alone in the bathroom. I love you, sweet baby.

July is a hard month for me. Not only did I lose Ian on the 26th, his sister Grace's estimated due date was the 11th. She would have turned 5 this summer.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Our trip to Mexico, where we almost killed someone

Our anniversary trip to Cancun was really awesome. We spent four days mostly relaxing on the beach. We did take a day trip to Chichen Itza, which was really cool to see, but the goal of this trip was relaxation. We did have one scary incident. After arriving late Friday night, Papa Runner got up Saturday morning and went out onto the balcony to take pictures. Here's one:



Moments after this picture was taken, Papa's knee gently bumped against the glass front of the balcony. The bracket holding the glass in place snapped, and the glass shattered and fell. Nine stories. Onto a walkway where two men were standing. The hotel staff were great about it. They had medics on the scene within minutes. One of the men needed stitches and was taken to a local hospital. He was back and playing on the beach by that evening. We were moved to another room, and throughout the rest of the trip we could see maintenance men inspecting all the balconies. Our first room with the glass missing:




Thank God there were only minor injuries. And thank God we didn't have the kids with us. I can just picture Monkey running out to the balcony, leaning against the glass, and dropping 9 stories.

After that rough start, we really enjoyed the rest of our trip. We had massages at the hotel spa on Sunday, then the trip to Chichen Itza on Monday, and some time on a jet ski on Tuesday. The temple at Chichen Itza:



The only pics of us together are on Papa's phone, so I don't have them available to share. We really enjoyed the chance to relax and reconnect.

Monday, July 18, 2011

Nine years together

Papa Runner and I celebrated our 9th wedding anniversary at the end of June. One of the things I love about my husband is that he's a planner. Retirement, college education funds, the week's grocery list organized by aisles, my man is on top of things.

This year Papa Runner spent 4 months planning our anniversary trip. We went to a Cubs game in Chicago on Thursday, spent the night at the O'hare Hilton, and flew to Cancun via Atlanta for a 5 night stay. (Lots of airline miles and hotel points racked up. He knows how to get awesome deals.) The kids went to my parents for the week.

On the Sunday before, I asked my mom if we could drop the kids off Wednesday afternoon so we wouldn't have to get them up so early Thursday morning. When Papa Runner found out, he decided we should be spontaneous and spend Wednesday night in Chicago, too, so we wouldn't have to get up early for the game. He then spent the next 3 days researching the best hotel to be spontaneous at. Yep, only three days of planning is very spontaneous for us!

I love you, Papa Runner. Looking forward to many more well-planned years together.

Friday, July 15, 2011