Monday, November 3, 2014

She Would Have Been So Proud

The day after I ran my half marathon, we woke up bright and early at 5am to drive down to watch Jen run in HER half marathon - the SF Nike Women's Half. She ran it in honor of her Mama who passed away from Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia a few months ago.

I don't think I've ever arrived in San Francisco so early, while it was still dark - and I know I haven't seen the new bridge in the dark. The lights are beautiful. The kids actually really liked it too - I thought they might be too darn tired to even notice.

Speaking of which, we thought they'd sleep at 5am on the way to San Francisco, but nope. Not one minute of sleep for all three kids. Boo!
 We got there early enough to see the winner win the race, which was pretty cool.

But the most exciting part was seeing Jen cross the finish line!! We got ourselves all set up right before she crossed, so we could cheer her on before crossing. But there were SO MANY people (like 20,000 many), so she couldn't hear us. Regardless, I was happy to see it anyway!

Connor was so excited and kept saying he saw Auntie Jen win her race!
Aiden was very concerned about Jen taking the poster home with her. I am pretty sure he asked her three separate times if she was going to take the poster (we knew she was flying home - so I was just going to take it home for her), but he was insistent. So precious. Aiden and Connor wanted to stand with Auntie Jen after her race - but Isabella was being a bit shy on her own. I don't blame her; it was a big race with A LOT of people and it was pretty chaotic.

Her Mama would be so ridiculously proud; that is for sure. Jen's mom had a way of taking even the most simple event and making it a party - she just loved to celebrate! I'm certain she was celebrating in Jen's honor as much, if not more, than we were celebrating here on earth.

I'm not sure if you have ever had the privilege of traveling with three small children at 5am in the morning, but if you haven't - let me sum it up in one word for you: scary. You just never know what's going to happen. One minute they're fine, giggling and asking to see the water, and the next someone is sitting on the edge of the stroller, having a HUGE meltdown because "you've ALREADY taken a photo!!!" The next minute things are fine and then - bam - someone is throwing themselves down on the sidewalk because his sister "LOOKED AT ME!"

But, Daddy and I had fun. You just have to laugh - or you'll cry!

Usually, however, all things can be solved with donuts. Of course, only after we fight over who gets to sit closest to Daddy's knee...and who gets handed their donuts first...and who thought of the idea to sit on his knee first. You think I'm kidding; but I'm not.

Poor babes were just so darn tired. Thankfully, for all of us, we were home around lunch time and everyone took fantastic naps!

All in all, it was well worth it to see Auntie Jen run her race and I'm glad we could all be there!


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