Red Shoe Running

Remember the Oil of Olay ad campaign from years ago….
“I don’t want to grow old gracefully.  I intend to fight it every step of the way.”
That was me this morning.

Having birthed my third big baby in October  (8 lbs 9 oz), my hip has been giving me trouble since. Running was temporarily suspended for the past 5 months, but this morning was the first ever Ronald McDonald House Red Shoe Run. And us Robinsons love us some Ronald McDonald House. The whole family was awake, dressed, tennis shoes tied, and heading across town by 7:15 am this morning.

And, like Forest Gump, I was ready to run.

The one mile ‘Fun Run’ didn’t quite do it for me, especially since Kenley was complaining and ready to turn around halfway through, yes only .5 miles in, forcing Mike and I to do the walk of shame back to the starting line. She is much like her Aunt Coco with an extreme dislike for anything exercise related.

Despite the beautiful wildlife scenery…

Britton, ran along ahead of us, savoring the applause at the finish line.  She later told me she thought she made a wrong turn and ran the 5k. I assured her that it would take longer than 17 minutes to finish the 3 mile run.

At the last minute I decided to run in the 5k (3 mile) race as well- knowing full well I would probably need to walk part of the way.

About half way through the race, I begrudgingly slowed down to a walk and  realized then I had made a dumb decision.

Another 1/2 mile, and I could hardly walk. About this time, I started shamelessly texting Mike to see if he could pick me up with the car. Only he was poised here, armed with the camera, awaiting my speedy arrival.

Twenty yards before the finish line, and I couldn’t walk at all. By now, Britton had called to find out where I was, and Mike was on his way with the car. Seeing the big black car was a sight for this sore eyes {and throbbing hip}.
While my dear husband was prompt in picking me up, he was even faster in whipping out the camera to capture the moment.

Good thing we have Britton’s crutches in the garage!



We had a dinner gathering at the house last night to ‘sprinkle’ Aunt Britty with baby boy gifts.  She looks like her tummy is about to pop open, and is moving to a new house in two weeks. Unless we want baby boy to wear pink- she needed a few things.

I gave Britton the camera last night and asked her to take some photos— this was the night of fun, through the eyes of an 8 year-old.

Because everyone needs a good photo of a candle stick.

… and cars. We don’t want to overlook the cars in the driveway.

So that’s what we look like from 4′ high.

It’s a good thing B took pictures, because apparently these are the only ones I snapped…..

Not much longer until Baby Jacobs arrives…..

Interview with My Children

This idea is definitely one for posterity.

Here it goes.

So funny and I am sure their responses will change 6 months from now.  Instructions for converting a MS Word document to .jpg file can be found here.

Ronald McDonald House 2nd Annual Family Fishing Derby

When we were in Gainesville for Kenley’s hospitalization almost 5 years ago, our family utilized the Ronald McDonald House facilities. It was such a treasure, at a time of freight, to have a place for our family to stay, and be near, our little Kens Kens in the CICU (cardiac intensive care unit). The 10th floor- I can still remember. The PICU, CICU and Burn Unit were all on the 10th floor. As a parent, you were glad when it was your last elevator ride to the 10th floor.

In an effort to repay that gift, because truly- that’s what it was, Mike has served as Treasurer on the local Ronald McDonald Board for the past 5 years.

They used to host an annual celebrity golf tournament for fundraising, but when the ex-football player celebrity moved out of town, it left a gap- both the actual event, and more importantly in the budget. 

RMH provides housing the families of pediatric patients. And I can think of nothing more terrifying, than a parent with a sick child. Housing should be the least of their concerns.

Mike, thinking outside the box, came up with the idea of a family event– where both parents and children could participate in a fishing derby.

This weekend marked the Second Annual Ronald McDonald House Family Fishing Derby. He had a great turnout, kids caught many fish, and more importantly it helped to fund this organization which is special to both of us.

 Nana and Gan’s new rescue Poodle– Coco.

I am very proud of you, hubby! Way to go.

Rawlins loves him some baby Raynes… it’s so sweet. He kept walking over to check on his little buddy…

Boys will be boys….

Mike and B riding down to the lake to drop in some lines.

Don’t think Kenley plans to kiss her fish.

It dosn’t matter what charity it is that speaks to you- so long as you donate your time or money to make a change, big or little.

11 Year Weddding Anniversary

Eleven Years ago….
Mike and I celebrated our 11th wedding anniversary. Hard to believe it has been that long. I had just turned 24 years-old and Mike was a whopping 25 years old.
Pre-children there was lots of sleeping in (I guess)… and well, honestly, I cannot remember much about our life before kids. I’m sure it was great, and we stayed plenty busy-  but doing what, I cannot recall.
Last year at this time, we were in Sonoma County, 3 months pregnant with #3, our two children at home.
So this year, we dropped off that now 6-month old baby with grandparents, and took the girls with us to recreate our first date.

We started with dinner- while we wanted to go back to Mom & Dads Italian restaurant, a local favorite and where we ate the night he proposed, we realized that it would be impossible to try to do both dinner and a movie… and two kids in tote.  So we did a quick supper instead. The kind where they have self-serve soda in plastic cups, and you put your order number on your table so the waitress can find you to deliver some good ol’ BBQ chicken pizza.

Not quite the candle lit dinner in a quant, hill top San Francisco restaurant like last year’s anniversary… but close.

Britton was at a birthday party and had to skip dinner with us….

On our first date, which was in 1998, Mike took me to the movies. We saw The Titanic. Eleven years later, wouldn’t you know it was back in theaters. Mike thought, and I agreed, it would be fun to take our daughters with us to watch it again- in  the 3D IMax theater.
Britton has been reading the book, so she was so overjoyed about our upcoming anniversary date. Kenley thought her faux diamond necklace was similar to the Heart of the Ocean jewel, so she too, was thrilled.

But holy cow! For the $55 in ticket costs, it delivered, thankfully {I thought Mike would have a heart attack when the automatic ticket machine gave him the total}.  The screen was massive, sounds blaring, and Jack was so close I could almost touch him.

It was a gratifying way to celebrate, and served as a reminder of all wonderful overflow that came from that momentous day on April 21, 2001.

Ride home….

But, boy, have we been tired since……