Cahl and I replaced the fan in our room yesterday. The bearings were going out in the old one, so we put in a nice new fan. Our plan is to eventually replace the one in the living room, and install one in the office.
Tristan's Trophy shelf
These are all the trophies Tristan has gotten over the years, 11 in all. He'll be getting another one in 2 weeks, for his last season of football. I really need to go down and get him another shelf!
Bike Racing and Plan B
Tristan had another bike race last night. It was at a different track, across town by Nellis.He did pretty well, finishing in 3rd place. He got a good size trophy, so he's happy. I couldn't get any good pictures, because by the time Tristan raced it was already dark. In between the initial heats and the main races, they had two bands come out and play. The first was a girl punk-like band, called The Dirty Panties (seriously. Would I make that up?!). All the kids were down in front of the stage in a sort of mosh pit, but they were just running around and jumping up and down. (sorry, no good pictures of them) Then the next band came out. They are called Plan B. They had all the kids come up on stage and dance and jump around with them while they played. The band was actually really good. And they were really awesome to the kids, they gave away a bunch of drumsticks, and sold cd's. The boys had a ton of fun.
Tristan with his new trophy
Tristan, right in the middle, white shirt, right next to the singer
All the kids on stage with the band
Bike Race
Tristan went to a bike race last Saturday night. It was a state race, but there were not that many people there. Tristan's group only had 5 kids. They went for 3 heats before the main. Then they take the 1st place winner from the first and second heats, and the 1st and 2nd winners from the last heat. Tristan lost the first two heats, and in the third heat he was in second place until the last second, when he got passed. So he didn't make it to the main race, but Cahl and I are so proud of him. He never wrecked the whole night, and he is doing so awesome! He is really getting the hang of it, when to pedal the hardest, when to coast, using his body to pull his bike up and down the hills. He's doing great and he is loving it!
Narcolepsy
It's official. I have decided that our children suffer from some form of narcolepsy. This is where we found Tristan sleeping last night:
at the top of the stairs in a bean bag chair. And given Hunter's propensity to fall asleep wherever and whenever, I think maybe it is a family trait.
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