Ava 10 Months

How big is she?!  I feel that she has grown so much this month!

She is still waking up in the middle of the night.

Has started to become a little clingy when people want to hold her.

Doesn't like it when I leave her alone in a room.

Still spits up, but I have noticed it slowing down a bit.

Speaking of growing, apparently I was supposed to take her in for a 9 month check up. 

 I completely spaced it, so here are her 10 month stats:

Weight: 16.5 lbs 10%

Height:  27 1/2 inch 50%

Head: 17 1/2 inch 60%

Looks who is crawling!

This picture makes me laugh.  Chillin' in the backyard swing.

I have started to allow a little rough housing.  Laughing hysterically they clearly love it!

7th Anniversary

Risk Takers

"There is no greater risk than matrimony.

But there is nothing happier than a happy marriage."

                                                                                                            -benjamin disraeli, 1870

I love Scott.  The best part however is that I really, really like him too. I'm glad we took the risk.

Ragnar Relay

So, you remember when I said that I was never going to do another race ever again? Found here.  Well, that was only 4 weeks ago, and I somehow found myself running in yet another race.

And boy am I glad that I did.  I ran the Ragnar Relay race with 11 other people, and as promised, I had the time of my life.

The race started in Breckenridge, Co and ended in Snowmass, Co.  

That is 188 miles, split amongst 12 people, we ran it in 30 hours.

Disclaimer: We woke up at 4am to get to the race and over the span of the next two days we got a couple hours of sleep.  
We were tired, stinky, smelly and sweaty thus there will be no glamor shots of anyone in this post.

We were team number 193 and our team name was Undecided, because we are awesome like that.

Between every exchange, you would hand off a slap bracelet that worked as our baton.  

The views on the race were breathtaking.  It was so serene to be able to run out in nature with not a soul in sight...however, it was a bit scary when there was not a soul in sight during the nighttime runs.

This team had quite a bit of spirit throughout the entire race.  I kept waiting for them to crash, but they never did.

First runner, Nathan.

Second, Jenni.

I ran in 3 different legs.  The first was 9 miles at 9 am, the second was 5 miles at 8 pm, and my final third was 5.5 miles at 6 am. My first run was my favorite.

Exchange with Becky, the fourth runner.

Linda our driver/cruise director.  Talk about stamina, she had to be on her A game throughout the entire event getting us to all the different check points.

Lots of time in the car, lead to Becky finally getting me on instagram.

People got pretty creative with the way they decorated their vans.

Mike was running so fast that his picture is blurry.

The whole Team Undecided (minus one, who was running her leg).

There she is.

Van 1 waiting for Van 2.

Here they come!

At nights we all had to wear headlamps and reflective vests.

This was the scenery at my last leg.

There was so much crap in the van.

Just some festive runners.

We all ran the last 20 yards through the finish line.

Do you think we were a little tired on the way home?

Labor Day at Devil's Head

We spent Labor Day as a family hiking up to Devil's Head.  It is the perfect hike for all ages and the views at the top are amazing.

Patiently waiting while her parents get all the hiking crap together.

Alec was filthy, covered head to toe in dirt before we even made it to the trail head. 

He walked almost to the very top all by "SELF" as he says it.

We laughed that Alec was so concerned about keeping his hands clean and wiping them off.  

Little did he know that every other square inch of him was covered in dirt.  

He probably would've had a panic attack had he seen himself in a mirror.

Surprise, surprise, Ava was a perfect gem.

I love having her in the bijourn, bald head available for a smooch at any given moment.

Love this scrunchy, stinky, determined boys face as he romps around the forest.

Alec was beside himself that we made him ride in the backpack on the way down.  Our patience was starting to wear thin as he slipped on his bum every other step, and we just wanted to make it down the mountain sometime that day.  After a couple minutes of screaming his face off, he succumbed. Although he was in denial, I think that he actually like the view up there.

One of the many many reasons that we love Colorado.