And then there was that race...

So it turns out that whole road bike thing matters! I didn't get passed by any mountain bikes. But the road bikes went flying by me--my competitive self HATES that. But my friend Kassidee told me I probably worked harder even though she road it 11 minutes faster. HA! Actually she just about won the dang thing, that was pretty cool. And when I finished, there was a gal unclipping (that had passed me too) and she said "Oh I rode it on a mountain bike last year-NEVER again." Ok, noted, if I were to do it again, borrow a road bike. My friends got the pics but, Isaac and the boys didn't make it, that was ok until I had to ride my bike back home. OUCH OUCH OUCH after my muscles had tightened back up, thankfully about one block in to my ride home (that was going to be all up hill) my guys pulled up. Boy was I ever happy to see a white mini van!! They said Tanner sleeping was the culprit for them missing it, and I won't complain about that guy sleeping cuz I know how it is!
Isaac dropped us off then went to help someone move.
These guys are goofs but I sure love them.


Thankfully it was just a one day thing and I was back to normal...ready to be a stink'n vegetarian but back to normal.
TanTan isn't the typical not photographed 3rd child, he holds his own in the photo dept. Here he is showing off his tan--fitting for my TanTan right? And then there's the kisses to be blown. So cute.
This was the week of the young child here in Kirksville, so they had activities and such everyday. Monday we went to the concert in the park. Tan jigged up and down with the music, Colt sulked and wanted to go home the whole time. So I didn't exactly run out to the other activities throughout the week. They did the same concert at Cannon's school in the afternoon, so that was kind of fun-talking to him about it.
At the first of this week I was trying to keep up my bike riding...it only happened once. But I loaded the boys in the trailer and took them up to the park by the ball fields. Tanner piled back in the trailer on his own to read his book. No buddy, you're free, go play. I took my textbook for my stress class up and read part of it...it was somewhat effective. 

At kindergarten they are going through the alphabet with fun things for each letter before the end of school. J was Jersey day. No way would Cannon wear his Cubs jersey because Mr. Motley (principal) doesn't like the Cubs, and neither does his buddy Coen. Haha, its ok, we have options. But Colt had to get in on jersey day too, "You know, you know, you know mom, I yike da tubs." Good Buddy-me too.
The boys want to plant a garden...sooo....we're working on it.

Tanner was in tall cotton out there sitting in that dirt! He reminded me SO MUCH of Cannon. It was much more fun to take pictures of Cannon we he was little though because there wasn't a dumb dog jumping on me. Oh that stupid dog, she jumps on me just because she knows I hate it. The next day there was a rabbit in the neighbors yard distracting her, so I got some cute ones!


But if we're going to do a garden we need some way to keep the dang dog out it if...so Isaac went over to his project house, to get a little fencing. He came back in and said "I probably should have taken a trailer."...yup! Thankfully he went by himself, his helpers just had to check it out.


And oh my goodness, I forgot all about that house. He's listed it for sell, well, actually he made me do it. Because he doesn't have Facebook. Oh this is part of the story I was going to tell last week. Anyway, about a year ago I ended joining the Kirksville Swap Shop Facebook group...welcome to the world of "Kirksters" yikes. So one night I was telling Isaac about it, then he got to looking at my phone and scrolling through all the lists of junk for sell and he was hooked on the entertainment side of it. He read what they said then laugh and go on and so on. Well he came to a little motorcycle that was listed for $800 and he said "We could get that for Cannon." I said "WHAT?! What did you get me for Mother's Day?!" (It was like the week after or something and the answer is nothing, I bought myself a shirt. And he forgot my standing request of a note--so he was kind of in the doghouse a little.) But he looked up in all innocence and said "What do you want?" (sigh, I don't know-to think it even crossed your mind?) But to his credit, he really means it, if there is something I want he will get it for me. He's just not going to come up with the idea on his own, if I want it I better tell him. Anyway so he's been shopping for ME a motorcycle --again/still who knows??-- but I've been teasing him that its my Mother's Day Motorcycle. He wants to get me one (but really its the other kind of one he wants to ride sometimes that he's been shopping for...and I'm good with that ulterior motive.) Anyway that really is a big side story but Isaac had decided this Facebook group and all the crazy "Kirksters" as we call them was the place to list that house for sale. But he doesn't have FB and doesn't want it. That leaves me. Becoming a genuine Kirkster when I listed that dang house. UG. But I did it, it blew up my FB for a while--he checked it feverishly. Ha. Who knows, he is leaning toward getting rid of it though even thought its not gone yet, and I'm good with that plan. I felt bad when the neighbors over there asked. I said it had a long way to go before I would live in it. And the ole boy said "It'd be a lot different then live'n in the big house over there." ...hmm...perspective.
As usual the house is quiet and I'm up way too late blogging but two last pics quick. Colt fed Tanner some sixlets today...Tanner was love'n life! And last by not least I found myself a St. George girl Missionary tonight at the baptism!


Turns out this gal, sister Bracken's mom was my 6th grade P.E. teacher! How's that for a small world? I thought it was pretty cool. She was just here on splits but good enough, I had so much fun chatting with her I didn't even think to point out that Jeff is actually from St. George too--its was his son Trevor's baptism. But then when I emailed her mom this pic, I told her-she totally knows the Lingwall's.
Alright well, this quiet house is begging me to join in on the sleep--until next week.
















































