The Race

by Daddy (aka: Michael Epp)

The time had now come,
Race day was here
The fans were all standing
Eager to cheer

The engines had started
They lined up in place
The drivers gripped tight
Ready to race

The green flag waved down
The buggies all surged
Around the first corner
A front runner emerged

Grey buggy two-two eight
At the head of the pack
Turned corner number two
On that dusty, dirt track

Hitting the jumps
One after another
"That one's my daddy!"
Said James to his brother

Around the last turn
In the dust and the grime
The red buggy now lead
Two-two-eight now behind

Checkered flag down
The race now done
Dust hanging in air
Red buggy had won

To the pits they drove
Single file all the way
Win, lose or draw
It was a heck of a day!

"It's okay Dad", said James
His voice filled with pride
Next time you'll win
With me by your side.

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A snapshot of Daddy's dune buggy after the June race!

Tennis Anyone?

It's our fourth try this tennis season to play as we once did 'sans enfants'.

James gets it. He happily plays on the the play ground. Or practices tennis on the wall.

Parker doesn't get it. He is very disrupting. Walking on the court. Fake crying. Throwing the balls around.

I almost accidentally whacked him with my racquet. Part of me wished it would have bonked him on the head. Like not so hard that he'd be injured but hard enough that he'd scram away to the playground for good.

Today we got in 15 minutes of disruptive play time.

Our aim is to play a minimum of 30 minutes of tennis with our two boys happily playing at the playground. Right now it's a pipe dream.

This 2 year old has the art of wearing us down...

Run Forest Run!

My boys are growing. I'm 'in love' with motherhood these last few weeks.

Not so long ago James was so malnourished he had trouble walking. Parker was wearing a cast for his club foot.

Now they are running as fast as they can. Picking up sticks, rocks and getting really dirty.

Not so long ago James didn't pay any attention to Parker. Parker didn't pay any attention to James.

Now they make belief together, fight together and hug each other.

I am loving the moments.

Lash Out!

This AVON mascara doesn't glob. It's inexpensive and makes eyelashing easy! I had to call Debbie, my Avon girl, to tell her how much I loved it when I first tried it.

Oppose to when my boys where two years ago: P needing to be nursed and J needing lots of food, it was really hard to get some time to brush my teeth let alone have thoughts of putting on makeup. But now that the boys are functioning at a much higher level I get to beautify myself: brush the teeth, brush the hair and put a splash of mascara on! It's a great thing!