Beijing goodbye, London here I come!

We've had a fun few days. Luke has decided that he would rather play during the wee hours of the morning than sleep. That wouldn't bother me so much, but his insists on playing while I hold him on my lap. UGH!! So, that means Sleep and I are beginning to lose touch. I called my dear sister-in-law for some motherly (and medical) advice. I think we may have a solution - an attempt anyway. That's not the fun part, though. We were privileged to take part in the Olympics this year...that is the Willow Park Ward Olympics. Our church sponsored a fun Saturday of events and contests, as well as an awesome BBQ! I would like you to know that I was in the first heat of the Somersault contest. Needless to say, I'm not as flexible or as quick as I remember being:

I woke up Sunday morning with sore forearms...that can't be from the somersaults. It must be a result of the Cartwheel contest. Again, I'm not as flexible or as limber as I remember being:

I'd like to tell you that inspite of my inflexibility, I won a gold medal. The truth is I was lucky to finish without rolling over someone else or cartwheeling into the crowd.

There is a glimmer of hope, however, for people in my physical condition. The Hula Hoop contest was done in several heats and age groups. I qualified for the finals in the Grown-up category. When it was all said and done, I walked away with GOLD! (no pic due to the photographer chased our son). We enjoyed hamburgers and hotdogs, salads and chips for lunch. Before everyone left, we had one final event: the Pie-Eating Contest. Yes, I participated. I've always considered myself a fast eater. As a child, family friends called my "Hoover" because I ate everything off the floor and I ate it FAST! I had all the confidence going into this event. However, as I was finishing my third (of four) bananas, I heard the winner announced. Awe nuts!! Oh well, I had fun. So much, that I didn't mind the chocolate syrup up my nose and the incriminating pictures snapped by "innocent bystanders". When that "innocent" sends me the pics, I'll post a few. At this point in life, I've learned to laugh at myself - even set myself up for silliness.

Rich even had a good time participating in the Tug-of-War:

He also took part in a non-competitive volleyball game (no medals awarded for either event).

Luke entered the Nursery race, but was unable to finish due to lack of desire. All he wanted was to be held by Mom...oh well, maybe next time.

It was a memorable day for the whole family!!