Monday, October 8, 2007

We're home!


Where to begin? Mike did great at the marathon. He wasn't able to train the three weeks before because of an injury, but he still did awesome! He wasn't walking fast enough for Sam, so Sam tried to help him to the car. You can see on Mike's face how much he appreciated it. At the race I saw a guy in our ward finish, and a guy named Michael Foutz (my maiden name...we're somehow related, I'm sure). We also saw a guy that used to be in our ward, and we met some people that were in Jeff & Brooke's ward in Cleveland (also at dental school). He just graduated in May and is practicing in St. George (we were at the park and the guy saw Mike and knew he had to be Jeff's twin). The Stewart cousins were down for the marathon too, so we went to dinner with them Saturday night and had lunch with them at the condo on Sunday. The girls are planning on running St. George in 2011. 4 years should be long enough to train.
This is Uncle Nick and Mike the day after the race. Nick has done 15 or 16 marathons now, Mike has run 3.

This is Kaitlin the day after her first marathon. She is one tough cookie!

This was definitely the highlight of the trip for Sam. Uncle Nick (Grandma Grace's brother) is the best!
Since all the men were resting, Sam helped the girls load the car. (The girl in this picture is a friend of a cousin) Sam loves the Stewarts, but then I guess we all love the Stewarts!


This picture demonstrates two of Sam's quirks. The obvious one: sleeping with random, strange objects. It's a sewing basket, complete with 5 pairs of scissors inside. This is most likely a Foutz trait, as illustrated by the pictures below. One is me, the other is my brother Scott.



The not-so-obvious quirk: jumping. All the time. If you look closely you'll see a little scab next to Sam's eye. On Thursday we were at dinner with Mike's family to meet Emily's future in-laws (who are wonderful!). Jane was sitting on the floor holding Will and Sam decided to jump to her. It's pretty tough to hold a little one and catch a big one, so Sam ended up hitting his face on the corner of a table. His eye has looked worse every day since. It ended up turning into a black eye. Hope it goes away soon, it makes me cringe to see it.

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

congrats on the marathon Mike.

Those pictures of Sam and you and your brother are great. Those are some serious genes you carry Becky!

We should have a cousin party up at the Lambs cabin. I'll have to check to see if their is too much snow already, but that would be fun. I'll get back to you...