Halloween Round Two

I didn't get around to downloading pictures from our smaller camera until today but there are a few pictures I wanted to post so they make it into our blog book for the year. Taylor took a trip to the pumpkin patch on Halloween and had a wonderful time with her class. Her little friend rode with us and was very sweet.

 Here is Taylor's whole class.  It is amazing that even a majority of them are looking at the camera.

 Taylor's friend wanted me to make sure and get a picture of her.

 We went trick or treating with some friends again this year and the kids had a blast.  Even Brooklyn got into her batsuit for some fun.  The kids really wanted her to dress up like "Bat Baby" so we finally found the time to paint a bat symbol on a shirt for her.  Unfortunately I couldn't find anything in black that was the least bit feminine so everyone kept calling her a cute boy as we walked around the neighborhood.  I knew I should have put the time in to find a black hairbow but I didn't.

 I love that Ethan is here saying "awww" in the background. He sure does love his sister, even if he doesn't always show it as much as Taylor does.

Ethan's Marathon

It looks like I need to play catch up on a few things that happened at the end of the year that I didn't get a chance to blog about before I wrap up 2013.

Some friends of ours told us about a kids "marathon" associated with the Rock 'n Roll marathon here in San Antonio where the kids pledge to run 25 miles in the weeks before the race and finish the last mile together as a 1 mile fun run.  Ethan thought it sounded like fun and started training.  He was such a trooper about walking/running at least a mile a day leading up to the race.  He was usually the one reminding us that he needed to do it that day.

 Here he is right before the race started.  Unfortunately he had done most of his training on either the treadmill or doing multiple laps around the neighborhood so he was a little overwhelmed by how long the race looked when he saw the mile stretched out in front of him.  Abe wasn't able to come so Brooklyn and I ran the race with him.  Brooklyn was not happy about the jogging stroller but luckily she calmed down once we got moving.  She was the youngest "racer" by far.

 Here we are at the end of our race, medal in hand.  I was super proud of my little runner.  He has come a long way from the boy he was a year or two ago that would have much rather ridden in a stroller than ran a mile.