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I am putting out the trash, and Ryland is playing in the garage. I am down to two more bags, and he starts trying to run out of the garage. I grab him before he falls and explain how he needs to slow down and be careful so he doesn't fall. He starts kicking his legs and trying to throw a fit, so I sit him on the floor. I turn to grab the last bag only to turn around and see him sprinting out of the garage and down the slope in our driveway. It is almost like slow motion. I couldn't get to him fast enough. SPLAT. He face plants right into the concrete. He immediately starts screaming, and I am afraid of what I will see when I pick him up and flip him over. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but his head has a scrape and a knot. I carry him inside to show John Chris and Liz. Of course he will not allow us to put ice on it, so what else could we do but start taking pictures.
OK! Enough! I think this is the get that camera out of my face cry.
John Chris was part of the relay team at his office to run the White Rock Marathon. They did an awesome job and they all finished their portions. I am amazed that John Chris did so well. He woke up feeling terrible and still made it to the race. I know he wanted to just crawl back in bed, but he didn't.
Ryland and I were waiting at the finish line to see daddy finish, but Ryland decided to get a bit fussy about being in the stroller. John Chris finished while Ryland was in all out fit mode. I snapped the photo about 3 minutes after he crossed the finish line. 
Happy Ryland. He hates to be confined in the stroller and was completely happy as soon as his feet were on the ground. 
Ryland and I enjoyed some live music by the fountains while we waited for John Chris. Ryland kept inching closer and closer to the water. He is such a mess and loves to be outdoors.
