warrior dash

Warrior Dash, anyone? Back in November, the girls and I rooted for Dada at this festive little (ok, huge, as in 600,000 peeps) gathering of mud, buffalo hats, music, turkey legs, balloons, one great race, and a giant manly mug of beer for the finishers.

He thinks I'm a total dork for taking this picture. But soon he will understand why ;-)

He still thinks I'm a dork...

At last, he understands! I was hoping for a cute pic of he and the girls... this was as close as anyone wanted to get to him! Camille's carseat carried mud "drippings for a few days after this pic.

He retired the shoes... there was a giant pile of them at the exit.

And that night we had a fun little 'warrior' musical dress-up party of our own::

Audrey is wondering why the resident cat was exempted from this sort of humiliation ;-)