Tennis, t-shirts, and tenacious toddlers

It's been a big day around here for several reasons, and let me tell you why.

Okay, first off, Asher started back up with tennis lessons. This is a big deal because I've been having a really hard time finding a tennis program for him here. He started tennis lessons at age three when we still lived in Bermuda, and continued on until we left the island. Since then, I've been searching for a program for him (i.e. not 45 minutes away, not a million dollars, not at 9:00 at night, etc.)

Here's my tennis star at three years old:

And here he is now:

Suck it up, Princess

I titled this post after a fantastic tshirt I saw someone wearing during the Disney Princess Half Marathon. It was around Mile 6 or so, and I came upon her with those words printed on the back of her shirt: "Suck it up, Princess."

It was just the motivation I needed during that mid-race slump I felt myself falling into. So, I sucked it up and finished.

Running like a princess

Recently I read about a race. Not just any race. I'm talkin', like, the best race I can imagine.

It's the Disney Princess Half-Marathon.