Saturday morning

I had the opportunity to support some of the grandkids on their very first "race." I dusted off Uncle Morgan's cowbells and headed to the ferry.
This was also a 5K race that their Daddy was running.

As the crowd gathered I handed out the cowbells and the girls decided amongst themselves how they would be shared. It is a serious business to cheer on the adult runners.



and hard work!


Daddy couldn't stand still. He was a very proud man that day, watching his daughters and nieces prepare for their first race.


After he crossed the finish line, with great time, I might add...


It was time to prepare the kids for their race. There was stretching.


and of course the pep talk


the girls ran a fine race


Ribbons were handed out, but the best reward was this:


What a great day!!

G2