2011 edition...(and I've got proof!)

There was laughing, there was crying, there was drama and foul play. 

All the ingredients for a great novel (and this post is probably long enough to qualify as a novel) but NO, it was...

the FUN RUN!!!!!

We met up once again with our old nemesis.  

Asher had his game face on that day.

 The boy was bookin' it.  He was so adorable.  He ran the individual mile for the 1st grade and I was so proud of him (and his teammate-dad).  You can imagine my excitement, actually, no, you probably can't imagine how excited I was when I saw him come around the corner near the front of the pack-He was going to place.  (Side note:  The top 4 that finish in each grade level get a ribbon and Micah has come in 5th EVERY year.  Last year was Asher's 1st year running and he didn't realize he was racing for a ribbon (these ribbons are a big deal).  This year he wanted a ribbon!)  Back to the story...He was going to place.  Only one other 1st grader had crossed the line!  I knew he would be ecstatic. DUNT, DUNT, DUUUU.... Enter foul play.  I ran over to find him not jumping for joy, but in tears.  Dudi had faded off to let him run the last stretch by himself across the finish line, so apparently when Asher ran across the line, he ran on the 2nd grade side of the road and therefore they wouldn't give him a ribbon.  Dudi said he immediately went over and told them (and come on, they have these kids in class, they know what grade they are in) and they said he crossed on the wrong side and they can't make an exception.  COME ON!  Seriously.  He's a first grader at a school FUN run,  it isn't Olympic tryouts. Plus, they don't even practice that part when they practice at school!    He was crushed. I felt so bad for him, but still so proud.  I mean, he actually came in second out of 1st grade and 5th if he had been running with the 2nd graders. 
He did awesome. 
Of course I went and ordered him a ribbon and tried to make up for it by having a family party that night.  I couldn't be prouder of him.  Then today as I was going uploading pictures I found this...

This is proof.  Do you see that boy pointing?  He is a 5th grader in charge of showing them where to go and he showed him the wrong side!!!!!   I want his name and homeroom teacher and...

Asher was actually going where he was suppose to go and the boy steered him to the other side.

OOOH!!!

Don't worry, I'll get over it one day.

On a happier and less sensitive note...

 MICAH PLACED 2ND!

WHOOO HOOOOOOO!

 He ran a mile relay with 2 of his good friends and they placed 2nd out of the 4th grade boys!

Again, I was a proud, proud mom.  I know it was a goal of his and he did it! He was the final leg of the team and it was so fun to see him come over that line.  All the kids do such a great job and it makes me a little teary.  This year the school "raced for a cure."  They could run in memory of family/friends and the boys ran in memory of a grandpa, grandma, aunt, and uncle.  I was so proud of them.

If you are one of the few who made it to this point in the post... thank you. You have saved me a few hundred dollars in therapy. 

fun run 2010

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Well, we survived another year of the Fun Run.

This was Asher's first year and he did so good! He ran the whole mile and finished in great time!  He really enjoyed it and even asked me to run with him next year.  I should probably start training now so I can keep up with him!  It was so much fun to see him out there running.

The following day was Micah's run.  It was exciting, yet heart wrenching to watch Micah get 5th place...for the 4th year in a row!  He was so bummed, but he had a great attitude (the top 4 get ribbons).  Something has to be done.  Really, getting 5th all 4 years!!!! I think he did so awesome, but the poor kid is so set on getting one of those ribbons.  He was disappointed at first, but then he looked at me and said, "There's always next year."  

'Til then... 

Fun Run 2009

The Fun Run is a big event around our house. Micah placed 5th in the mile last year (one place shy of getting a medal) and was determined to get one this year. We were bummed to find out that the run would take place while we were on our trip, so Micah opted to do the one mile relay with some friends instead of the solo run.

We were super excited that the race was rained out and we were actually back in time for it!

I can't tell you how excited Micah has been. The school starts practicing about a month before the race. After every practice we got a report from Micah.

Their relay team was destined for a medal.

They placed 2nd at each practice-it was money in the bank.

I tried to prepare Micah for the chance they wouldn't get a medal, but he was pretty optimistic.

Well, the big day came and here is how it went down (fingers crossed).

Introducing...


the cheering section.


Micah and Dudi.

You may think Micah looks in pain. Well, it wasn't just an untimely photo, he was in pain. Micah was the last leg of his relay (he wanted to be the one to run across the line) but when the kids started coming around the corner, no Micah. I finally saw him walk around the corner of the school.

My heart sunk.

Micah can run an entire mile, so 1/3rd of a mile was nothing- something was wrong.

I admit, I had to hold back the tears. I know how much this race meant to him and I was so crushed for him. He did run across the finish line though and then I found him. He was super sick. He looked at me and said he just wanted to go home.

Dudi filled me in that when it was their turn they took of running and then Micah just stopped. He couldn't breath and his stomach was hurting really bad. He wanted to finish the race though, so they walked it. I'm so proud of the little guy.

On the way home I told him he still had next year.

He told me that a year was a long time to wait.

What do you say to that...it is.

The relay team.

We found out that there was a good reason he couldn't run...
Pneumonia.