Saturday, March 16, 2013

Jog-a-Thon 2013

Another Jog-a-Thon down. in Bubba's usual fashion he wasn't the least bit interested in running or fundraising. Tubbs, on the other hand, was running laps around the block after dinner, "training" for the big day. He also took to his cell phone to text Grandmas for pledges. Somehow he also managed to wrangle up some pledges for Bubba. Good ol' Tubbs.
The night before the run, I bribed Bubba into running instead of walking...and he accepted. Thankfully this year because Tubbs is in a combo class, the boys ran consecutively...so there was no waiting a half hour until Bubba's grade ran. 
Wiggy was very excited to see Bubba and his BFF, Chase.



In 20 minutes Tubbs ran 16 laps. He was a running machine...and very entertaining to watch. I think on lap 2 he was pouring his lone water bottle over his head. Funny guy.



Bubba ran 13 laps in 20 minutes. Very proud of him. I think that is almost double what he did last year since he mostly walked.
I had to make good on my bribe....so each of the boys picked out a slice of chocolate cake from Sweet Surrender. Yummy!! perfect way to top off the day!



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That Stop Wasn't On My Itinerary....

So the Hogue's made it to Florida for our first official family vacation. It was Sawyer's first plane ride....and Simon's first plane ride that he can remember. We were excited....the boys were stoked. We had everything we needed! But it seems that Sawyer packed something with him that wasn't on our checklist: a big case of pneumonia. Yes, the little fella made it almost one whole day in Florida before he started heading downhill fast. Our 2nd day in Orlando we were in the Urgent Care south of Cocoa Beach. (By the way, to see a doctor more quickly, it helps if you vomit all over the waiting room in front of the receptionist. Little tip for ya) After chest x-rays they advised us to head to the ER in Melbourne, where they eventually admitted him to the hospital. So, we had 3 night deluxe accommadations at the Holmes Regional Medical Center. The little whipper snapper was a trooper though! The nurses loved him, thankfully, and made us all feel right at home. We were going to send postcards out with pictures of the hospital since we spent 40% of our trip there...but they didn't have any. Imagine that!Hmmm.....maybe its something they should consider.

Florida 2008