Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Ketchup #1--Micah

Whew. I'm behind around here.

Micah has been keeping busy in his life. He had the Pinewood Derby in March. I don't know who loves it more--the scouts or the younger siblings.
 I was asked to take pictures for the church bulletin board, and in my preoccupation to take pictures of everyone, I didn't get a single picture of Micah with his car. His car is on the far left--black with white X stripes

 He was excited that day--do you see him?
 I love this photo--this little band of rugrats ran and ran and played and watched and laughed and got into trouble.
His car was far from the best, but it wasn't the worst, either. And he won "Judge's choice" for his car design. We are in a ward where the race isn't too competitive, and the dads generally step back and allow the boys to do their cars. We're kinda lucky that way.
He also had his school track and field day. This is the biggest day of the year for these kids. They talk about it from the first day of school--whose class got the fasted kids and who they think will win the relay that year. As the day draws closer, track and field is the topic of every recess and lunchtime conversation.

Micah was excited for the cross country run.
 Brad was a runner in high school, and I love this picture. Brad was giving Micah pointers as he ran the last lap--in his tie and slacks.
 He must have listened, because he made a move about then.

 He ran well, but he finished ninth. I know he was hoping to win and he was a little disappointed. He's got one more year.
 Although he didn't think he had much of a chance, he also ran the dash. He and his best friend drew the same qualifying heat. Micah's on the left and J on the right, ready to run.
 Can you believe these boys are the same age? Micah is so small. I look at my two older boys and know there's hope for him, but  . . . he's still so small!
He ran his best, but his buddy still beat him. These two have an interesting relationship. They are competitive, but rarely are they competitive against each other. J is better at sports and Micah is better at piano. They are genuinely happy for their buddy when they do well. That's a rare quality in a friend, and I'm so glad they have each other.

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