Happy General Conference Saturday. I love conference weekend! although it is one of the few times during the year that gets me a little homesick. This morning's (afternoon for us) session was wonderful. I must say, however, that Zeb has a lot to work on during sacrament meetings to reach Elder Oaks' standard.
And speaking of the rugrat being inappropriate, he did NOT sleep well again last night. At least he got up at five instead of three. And I guess I cannot complain because he is very healthy besides the coughing attacks and subsequent vomiting sessions. His breathing is still wonderful and he's running around like usual. I cannot say enough how grateful I am that he's on his daily steroids and that they are working so well.
Kent is the best husband ever and, even though he's still ill and has a giant test Monday, got up to run our race this morning with me :) We ran the "Race for Victory 5k". We didn't get a picture of all three of us- and this one is ridiculous of me- but I had just 30 seconds prior come across the finish line. It's the only one we got with Zeb's eyes open too.
It was perfect running weather (48 degrees with ample sunshine) and Zeb even got to play around at the park for awhile afterwards.