Glad your kids showed up scaredy, I was a little worried about that.
It was a good weekend. Sat, my 11 y.o. paced my 8 year old in his first 5K. I got to run my own race, last year I paced the 11 yo in his first 5 at the same venue.
I was just so proud of them . The pacing was kind , gentle and completely unselfish. Goes way beyond a day of attention for me. I did get to run my own race which was good too. Watching them chug up the last hill together and the little guy busting off in a sprint race to the finish was just awesome. I could shed a tear typing this with that memory in mind.
We went to a wedding Sat afternoon and the reception in TJ. Went to breakfast there on fathers day. It was pretty big for Mexican dads , at least at the restaurant we were at. .The restaurant was a big sombrero ,now that’s fun! All of my little gringos can handle some, or a lot of Spanish, made it way special for me.
Got back into the USA at about 3:00. My kids gave me a really funny card and my wife made me oatmeal for dinner upon my request.
We played a little basketball in the backyard and then some rounds of chess.
Pretty typical day actually. I love being their dad and they know it.
They like me. They seem so understanding and forgiving of my foibles. I have always tried to be patient with theirs.
Went to the gym. Middle ones trying to lift st a gym he joined. We practiced deadlifting. He was open to my advice. I’m no expert but I know more than nothing.
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