Double Down Dog

Yoga comes naturally to little kiddles. Here we are: Amy and Mommy in DOWN DOG. Not bad for 46 years and 22 months, eh?

The chic red velvet jacket is from Bebe, (Auntie Barb) and I love it more than anything in her closet.

We had a lovely night celebrating my birthday (Oct 19) and Kathy's (May 14-belated).

Amy's third Race: RUN FOR THE CURE

Fun, fun, fun. What a gorgeous, gorgeous morning, as you can see by the first few photos. The Susan Komen Race for the Cure was a fun and touching event, as usual. Fun, because there are festivities and music and food and freebies. Touching, because breast cancer survivors are identifiable by the distinct pink event t-shirt, and are celebrating life. Touching, also, because almost every participant has a note pinned to their t-shirt about a survivor or a remembered loved one.

Don is an ace: he ran the race in 22:30. That means he ran his miles in an average of 7:30 per mile. Amy and I walked it in, well, you could bake a 4 or 5 pound chicken on 350 in the time.

Amy loved the warm-up festivities. She was animated and put on a show for those of us around her. She was a gem during my 5k walk, and then we went out to breakfast. I have never had as much apple sauce and cheesy grits on me as I had today. We had a ball.

And then, as usual, she fell asleep...

Amy goes to SoBe

I wanna come back here! We are here so Don can attend a the Private Practice Section/ APTA conference, in SoBe, Miami! I'm glad I have nothing on my agenda and he is the one going to conferences. This would be a rough place for me to be serious in.

We lost a day and it is a long story. Last Sunday, a famous China adoption guru, Dr. Jane Leidke, spoke for our local HRFCC group on the topic of returning to China with your adoptive daughter and other sensitive issues around China adoption. I hold her in very high regard. Well, Don, Amy and I had the pleasure of running into her on Wednesday, right near our gate, right near 7:55a.m. take off time. I was so enjoying the opportunity to have casual conversation with her, and to introduce Don and Amy to her. Due to our misjudgement of time, our direct flight took off right in front of us, while we were where AT THE GATE. So we had to fly later that day to Dallas, and then Miami. Poor Amy got to the airport at 7a.m., only to be in airports and planes until 7:30p.m. She was a dream boat despite what we put her through.

South Beach is lovely, and this Lowe's hotel is high-service level. They cater to babies and pets. Amy gets a toy every time she appears, and has received three Fischer Price toys already, and can watch DVD's via a mini-player in the restaurants. The high chairs are the heavy duty, with the lock-you-in tray, kind. Don and I have been pampered similarly.

Amy is so thrilled with the glorious pool here at Lowe's. I was just about to order a Mojito, when the opportunity arose to learn how to change a messy swim diaper. So, I had to bypass the pool bar and expedite our voyage to nap-time.