pumpkin run

Here is our family after the pumpkin run. I think this is the only photo I have of all four of us; how sad. (I guess I should also point out that Tripp is not "acting like a gangster" like my sister suggested, but he's eating a dum-dum that someone gave him. Boy likes his candy.) I'm very excited that we're going to get some professional pics done next week. My first pumpkin run was in 2007 as a new LSU employee and a newlywed. It was a lot of fun and very, very cold. The next few years I signed up, paid my registration, and got my t-shirt. Something always came up the morning of to keep us away. In 2009 and 2010, Tripp woke up with fever. In 2008, I'm not exactly sure what happened, but I think Jase convinced me it was too cold outside. No matter- this year I was determined to make it.

We borrowed a double jogging stroller from our generous friends John and Whitney, and were ready to race. We were off to a great start! When we hit the third and final mile, Tripp decided he wanted to "walk". Translation for people who are not parents of 2 year olds: meander around, pick up rocks, squat and look a things on the ground, point out cars, point out houses, point out animals, point out... well, you get it. I'm not complaining! I like having my own personal narrator of life (unless we are running terribly late to somewhere important). My goal was to finish in an hour, and we still crossed the finish line at 1:00:46! Record time for the Wilkerson's.

Happy Fall Y'all