The Marathon and more

The professional picture from the sweethearts dance at school.

This is David on Saturday. 

3:15 marathon. 

He's the man! 

Elijah and Claire told Iris, "Never ask Dad what Heavy Metal is." 

Their eardrums learned that the hard way.

I thought the neighbors had gone crazy a few nights ago. 

But that was David giving the kids a music lesson on the way home from soccer.

Kids, cheering on the winner.

Iris took a few months of tennis, but decided to change to cheerleading.

This is what happens when you are driving around for an hour with your older sisters and markers. She went to a birthday party like this. All of her facial expressions were exaggerated with her makeup. It was quite hilarious.

Trying to dress herself.

The most important parts of all of her outfits are always this purse (stollen from Claire) and 3 stuffed animals. She goes nowhere without them. 

Porfirio keeps all food off the ground, also off the bottom of the chairs. He's as crazy as ever. I broke down in tears in PetCo because this animal is driving me bonkers. 

That wasn't embarrassing at all.
I take him for a 3 mile sprint  alongside my bike every morning at 5am. That curbs his energy a little. A very little.

The good news is that we have learned that he is deathly afraid of Sybil's doll stroller. 

That's useful information.

This girl is pretty crazy too, 

but I haven't found her achilles heel yet.