my first post-babies 5k

This morning the boys and I ran a 5k.  I have been taking them jogging ever since we got the jog stroller, but not any known distance or set amount of time.  Our neighbor, Amy, and I have been talking about doing a race since she was pregnant, and her son is now 11 months old!  Amy got it together and ran a half-marathon a few weeks ago, but this was her first event with the jog stroller.

We ran the 5k in 36 minutes, which is not very fast.  But we didn't walk at all (although I did stop to tie my shoe), so that was good.  The boys- my two and Amy's son, Paden- were a big hit.  There were lots of other mommies (and some daddies) with jog strollers, too.

heading to the starting line

and, we're off!

Coming up the final hill. Amy is smiling, and I am grimacing!

At the finish line

My two beautiful boys

Benjamin thinks mommy is #1

Yesterday Grandpa Nick and I took the boys to a big playground in Fairmount Park, in Philadelphia.  They had a huge wooden slide that we went down on burlap sacks.  The boys loved it!  I tried to take some photos, but our camera memory card was full, so I only got these two:

Benjamin on the tire swing

Asher balancing on the wall.  He balances better with his thumb in his mouth.

It was a pretty big event, and we heard some music and saw a tarantula.  They had Italian food, but the boys would not eat.  They seem too distracted when we are out, or in crowds, to eat well.

Eric and I have also been cooking a lot.  Yesterday we made homemade gnocchi, turkey meatballs, roasted acorn squash, and bok choy.  Today Eric baked bread and I made a pot of lentil soup with kale, which Eric liked even though it was healthy.  We haven't baked anything for dessert, so that's kind of a problem, but otherwise, our fridge is now full of delicious, homemade food.

This past week was also Rosh Hashanah, and we set out for synagogue on Thursday with the best of intentions.  But then the road we usually take was closed, and I told Eric to pull over so that we could get directions- and he pulled over into a wooden stake.  There was a huge popping sound and then I saw air gusting out of the back tire of our van.  Fortunately my mom was able to come get the boys and me, and Eric changed the tire, but skipped services.  Lucky for him, he'll get another chance this coming weekend for Yom Kippur!