The event was this Saturday, and the weather was perfect. Dylan, Zachary and Lily participated this year, and both my parents and Jen's parents came to cheer on their Grandkids. I was never an athlete in school, but I considered joining the track team, and I think I would have enjoyed it. Jen was taking pictures, and I was supposed to be watching Ben. At one point in the first competition (Zachary's long jump) I got so involved in cheering for Zachary and Blake (our Pastor's son), that I lost Benny. There was a moment of panic until we spotted him climbing to the top of the bleachers. Actually, Zachary spotted him and was yelling and pointing from the field, while waiting for his turn to jump. Fortunately, the bleachers were enclosed by fencing, but there was still plenty of opportunity for a kid like Benny to get hurt. That was my "wake up call"... I didn't lose Benny any more, when he was in my charge!
Zachary measured 9'-5" in the long jump, earning him the silver medal, just 3" short of gold.
Lily took the bronze medal in the standing jump.
This was Lily's first year to participate.
Zachary won the gold medal in the obstacle course.
Lily ran the 50M for a silver medal.
This was Dylan's last year to participate and he had a rough and disappointing day. He signed up to run the 50M, the 100M and the 200M. He ran the 50M first and pulled a muscle in his upper thigh just short of the finish line. He was solidly in 2nd place when he pulled the muscle, but limped across the finish line in last place (4th), just seconds away from 3rd. He limped off the track with a few tears in his eyes, in quite a bit of pain and disappointment, knowing he was out of the competition for the day. He sat in the stands and watched as the other boys ran the 100M and 200M.
Zachary's third event was the 100M, earning him another silver medal.
If you look in the background of this photo, you'll see that Benny was not going to miss out on the running action. He was getting restless, so Jen's Dad took him out to play on the other side of the field, during the last of the awards ceremony. At this point, he got away, and ran for freedom across the field. Here you see him ahead of my Father-In-Law, and about to be cut off by Zachary.
Jen's parent's treated us to lunch at Arby's afterwards and I came home and spent the afternoon working on the final trim needed for the living room to be ready for the soon-to-be-installed carpet. I knocked off at dinner time. After dinner, Benny and I took a nice walk to a local park to play and to scout a possible geocache hiding spot.
Early that evening, I casually mentioned that it looked like a good night for sleeping in the tent. I wasn't really serious about doing it, but Zachary latched onto that and really wanted to. Jen wisely reminded me that I shouldn't "put it out there" if I wasn't serious. She was right, so I grabbed the 8 x10 (we own four different tents of various sizes), which goes up quickly. We popped it up in the backyard, grabbed some sleeping pads and bags, and built a backyard fire. After all this, I checked the forecast... mid 40's for the low. Chilly, but the mummy bags can handle that. The last time we tried to camp with Benny, he didn't do so well with sleeping in the tent. Jen suggested that I include him in our "guys night" to see how he would do. I didn't think he'd like a mummy bag, so I put him in a kid-sized rectangular, in his footed fleece sleeper and a fleece hat, with an extra blanket over him. He slept solidly until about 5 AM, when he woke up toasty warm, but wanting Mama. I could have probably got him back to sleep, but he was making a rucus and I didn't want to wake the neighbors, so we all four just grabbed our pillows and went to the house for the last few hours of the morning.It was one of those Saturdays when it was a good day to be a Dad!
