4 Morning Glories

#1: Rose and I have been waking up with amazing hair lately.

The pictures don’t do it justice.

#2: Jay and Rose have decided that their traditional 6:15am wake up time was not early enough. This week they adopted a glorious 5:40am wake up in spite of the many room-darkening and silencing wiles of their tired parents. At least they wake up bursting with joy!

  

#3: Jeff and I ran our first road race of the “season” yesterday—the Sunnyside High School Track team’s fundraiser 5k fun run (Jeff teaches at Sunnyside High School). About 25 people ran it. Jeff and I were the Adam and Eve of the race. No, we did not run clad only in leaves. We were the first man and woman finishers of this informal little race. It was a shock to both of our systems to actually try to run faster than a “maintenance jog,” as we call it. I know I was gasping for air by the end! Jeff finished in 17:52, and I was 22:14. The older I get, the harder it feels to pull off these short, quick little 5k’s, and I’m only 26!

We didn’t get any pictures of the actual running, (thank goodness), but we hung around the finish line on the track infield for a while afterwards, chatting with Jeff’s colleagues and watching Jay and Rose live it up on the pole vault mat.That’s when I got my camera out.

Rose knew I wanted her to get her finger out of her nose for this picture, but she didn’t remove it till I put away my camera. That girl.

When Jay started gnawing on sticks, Jeff and I decided to share our complimentary Cheetos…

…resulting in neon lips! This was their second, possibly third time ever to have Cheetos. Oh, the fine line between MeanMama and HealthyMama that I tread.

#4: [read with a cheesy booming announcer voice] And finally, Morning Glory number four! Oregano takes first place in the herb-a-thon on our back porch! It’s the first thing that I’ve managed to grow this year.

That poor oregano may be the only green thing our back yard produces too, at this rate! [And technically, since it’s in a planter on the porch, it’s not even in the back yard] Our garden is not very close to ready. We did plant grass in the crusty-dusty prickly-tickly back yard last week, but between the scorching sun, foraging birds, and gusty winds, it’ll be a miracle if any of the stuff takes root at all. We’ve been trying to remember Amulek’s advice to “cry unto him over the crops of your fields.” I just hope we’ve done our part well enough…it’s hard to have sufficient faith when you don’t know if you’ve done everything you can or not. Always an intriguing topic to ponder. Wasn’t that quite the theological detour.

At least we have the oregano.

  

And these two bright faces!

PS It’s 11am and Rose has just fallen asleep next to me with her head on my shoulder. That’s what I THOUGHT, 5:40am!