St. George Marathon
2012
Yea here comes dad hold up your signs....Preston not so high I cant see dad lower it..."what you want me to higher it". No I got a picture of your sign not dad. Lower it.
Well at least I got one picture of him. Then I found this big one on Aunt Dani's blog so I took it so we now have two. He had his Dad and Mom there and other family member's cheering him on as well as a few of my family members. He did awesome,3:42. We were very proud of him, he look really strong, and good coming across the finish line.
Brothers running the marathon.
Bro is that blood on your shirt...Yea don't you know it's cool to make your nipples bleed.
Family shot. After this it was all over, Dean was sick. He was in bed all day Saturday, we couldn't even make it home we went straight to Quin and Dani's and even then I had to pull over twice...(if you know what I mean). I ended up having to coach Preston's soccer game, which gees we had to play Latinos who where playing soccer in there mother's womb before they were even born, but we did get 5 goals on them.(lost count of how many they scored...enough to make my goalie cry). I retire. After the game a friend of ours called in a prescription for Dean, we got him home, and he is still sick and didn't even make it to priesthood, hopefully tomorrow is better. Dean is asking me to get him an orange Julius, Fries, and sprite. At 9:00 tonight, so I think we are on the mend.