We took a much needed mini-vacation to Moab this last weekend. I was suppose to run the half-marathon but my foot hasn't healed enough to start running. Sam, Juanita and I got to be the support crew/babysitters. It was hard to watch all the half marathon runners come across the finish line and know I had trained so hard to be there with them but I am hopeful I will be there next year. Since I didn't run I think Sam and I got more of a vacation. We did two small hikes and one big hike. After all the fun Elijah was worn out! Isaac was tired of being in the back pack and his car seat. Sam and I were dirty. So I would say it was a good weekend. I posted a few pictures here and I will post a few more on Facebook.
us
sitting in a "cave" Elijah found
He crawled part of the hike. I couldn't tell if he was tired or just enjoying getting extra dirty.
Moab scenery
Isaac chilling and eating some Moab dirt
yo my name is Geno!
Elijah worked so hard at the beginning of the hike he had to catch a ride on the way out
Isaac loving the ride
It was a hard weekend for some of us
This is always the last stop on our Moab trips. Rays has the best burgers and beer in all of Green River.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Mr. O'Atencio
My dad's birthday was March 17th. We had a little party for him, he made Irish Stew and I made Corned Beef and Cabbage and brownies. We all sang ugly happy birthday for him, I believe he loved it.
My dad is an awesome dad. He didn't have a lot of guidance on how to be a dad but he is one of the best dad's I know of. He is always there when we need him, he would do ANYTHING for his kids and grandkids. My mom never has to grocery shop because my dad does it. My dad cooks every night so my mom doesn't have too. Anytime I don't feel like cooking I know if I call my dad he would take us to dinner or cook for us. If I am happy or sad one of the first people I call is my dad, he listens when I need him to and he gives good advice (even if it isn't what I want to hear). My dad introduced me to running when I was only six years old, his passion has become my passion. I am so proud of him and so glad he is mine.
Happy Birthday Papa Geno.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
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