decisions.

She's finally made the decision that she is going to walk

everywhere and crawl nowhere.  That wreckless, hands up,

accident waiting to happen type of walk (or should we say jaunt

because really its somewhat faster than a walk).

And I have finally

made the decision to

start doing something active other than

mothering these days so this a.m.

I awoke from my slumber

(that was awakened by not just one,

but two kiddos last night . . . ugh),

laced up my really ancient,

but the only pair I have right now tennis shoes

and went for a run. 

Actually, calling what I did this morning a run

is giving it waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

too much credit.  It felt more like,

and I am sure resembled, those awkward and

heavy first steps of ummmmmm

maybe a baby elephant.  

My goal was what, back during the good ol' days,

wouldn't have even been a decent warm up,

but I made it. 

Now lets just see if I can keep this up consistently

through late nights, early mornings,

hot muggy days, Bryan's ever changing schedule,

and any other excuse I may come up

with between now and my next scheduled run day :). 

I have to say, my most favorite part about running

is perhaps the time I get to spend with just

me, myself, and I.

Gots to go. 

Isla doesn't need one more marshmallow. 

Food . . . its the only thing that keeps her

out of trouble these days.