I should be folding laundry. I have this awful habit of dumping clean, dry loads of laundry on our living room couch with every intention of folding it right away but doing something else instead. It sits there taking up our couch, sometimes for a couple days, until I realize that it won't fold itself or we run out of things to wear. Bah. I don't really mind doing laundry but today I'm staring at the mountain of it on the couch and feeling inspired to do this instead. Crazy....
Rian's sixth birthday was on the fourth. I can't believe we have a six year old! He's growing up so fast. He's such incredible, fun, caring boy. I love you, Rian!!
Monday was my birthday. The boys and I spent a lazy day at home playing outside. We broke out the sidewalk chalk, ran in the sprinklers and played a ton of basketball. Eric came home from work early so that I could go for a run. I ran 8.2 miles and finished in an hour and twenty minutes! (Turned 28 so ran 8.2 miles.... maybe a little silly) It felt awesome. It's the farthest I've run since the half-marathon in October. (Ok, that's a little pathetic but I've been busy.... putting off laundry and stuff) I was totally expecting to be so sore the next day but it wasn't bad at all.
Alright, I guess those clothes aren't going to fold themselves and if I don't do it before Ethan gets up from his nap I'm in trouble.
