For the love of my youngest son, who I lovingly refer to here, as "Stinky Cheese."
This post is totally NOT about bikes...or running...or swimming...or my IM. It is about me being a woman and a mom, and loving my son...and I really love this kid.
|That isn't a "Finish-line Face." I beat his ass there by an hour + though!|
I guess now is as good a time as any; 130 miles from the starting line, and just after we had crossed the Canadian boarder, my significant other publicly ended our relationship, and "requested" that I move out. I would like to say that I have handled this in the most stellar of manners, but truth be told, what I actually did was get drunk and sign up for my very first triathlon: IRONMAN Lake Stevens. (and now I am just living my life in continual denial...) *sigh*
Where we live now is really small in comparison to where we were. Stinky Cheese's room in particular is very tiny; his bed takes up the whole room! I have been wanting to buy him a loft bed forever, and today...I did! (Hurray for tax returns! Hurray for IKEA!) It really is the coolest bed too! It is a loft bed, so under the bed, there is a huge desk and a shelf! Now that he will be going to junior high next year, he will really need this extra space for studying and to stay organized. I also wanted to do something special for him because I wasn't the only one who went though a major loss this year... I want him to know how very special he is; that he special enough to own something new and "expensive." (I think as the younger child, he tends to not get as much new stuff in general...but I suppose we all have our own "birth-order cross" to bear. lol)
We spent the entire evening assembling the thing together. I loved every moment. He did too. I have always loved being a mom.
I don't regret missing a stupid run. Pfft. NOTHING beats quality time spent with my sons. :)
|I told him he had to smile like the guy in the picture, or he wasn't following the instructions properly.|