Despite the perfect weather we had at the Beaver's game the night before, we woke up to rain on Cole's birthday.
That didn't stop them from getting in a run and some speed training though.
Wyatt is the fastest kid on the Cross Country team, and after trying to beat him all year last year, my husband finally gave up and is satisfied with coming in a bit behind him. He's still not ready to let Cole beat him though. (I think Wyatt's PR for 1.8 miles is 11:14, Josh's is 12:15, and Cole's is 12:35.)
You have my permission to gawk at my husband's calf muscles because they're totally worth gawking at.
And then the boys hung out in the pool for a bit, but I had presents to wrap, so I only got a few shots in.
And then it was time for the boys to get ready. (No showers necessary according to them, since they had just gotten out of the pool.)
And then we drove down to the McMenamins on campus for lunch.
And then it was time for cake.
And a few presents. (A Dr. Who book, Dr. Who socks, and a Dr. Who t-shirt.)
And then the boys talked about how nerve-racking it was to see the hustle & bustle of college life outside the restaurant window, so we talked to them for awhile about how they'll have most of their classes in the same building once they decide on a degree, and how it will only be difficult for the first few months of their freshman year, and what to expect with course loads, expenses, etc.
And then it was time to check out the campus.
Some past students got me a gift basket that included a toy camera on a keychain that produces a flash every time you press the shutter button - and Josh Downs decided to obnoxiously mimic me shooting with it the entire time we were on campus.
And then we arrived at the ROTC building for our 3:00 appointment.
And then we left, with each of the boys packing a sack full of ROTC Airforce loot. (Sunglasses, t-shirts, etc.)
Notice the flash going off on the keychain camera?
And then it was time to make the 4-hour drive back home.
After a stop at Dairy Queen for the boys.
Happy 14th Coley.
And thank you, thank you, THANK YOU, for recognizing and caring about my struggle with photography right now, and for turning around to flash me smiles, for deliberately standing in one place until you noticed I got the shot I wanted, and for not being (too) embarrassed to have your mom chasing you and your best friend around a college campus with a camera.
Every time I look at these photos, I just want to hug you, and thank you, and kiss your face off.