I love waking up to the sound of a happy lad! Dylan's room shares a wall with Mark and Lindsey's guest room. So every morning I hear the boisterous chatter of Mr. Dylan Jackson. Not ever crying or whining... just cheerful utterances that gradually get louder and louder and LOUDER! It's a very similar process when he goes to sleep. Except he gets softer and softer and softerrrr.....
Dylan and is "MINDA!"
We had a mellow day gallivanting around Portland. Errands, lunch with my sister Dana and the experiencing the Nike Employee Store, courtesy of Dana.
Monkey and a thumb makes a car ride pretty dull. And dull and a 2 year old works for us all!
Dylan is playing with Dana's iPhone while we wait for lunch at Panera Bread.
"You looking at ME?"
It takes TWO forks to consume a grilled cheese.
Why can't Lindseya.) move to Southern California
or
b.) own a private jet to meet me for lunch whenever we want?
Chicas Bonitas.
Dana was able to score us passes to the Nike Employee Store. She works at Nike Headquarters and has a pretty sweet gig. One perk is a friends and family discount. So all of the Nike garb I've got is courtesy of the little sis!We headed home for nap time for Dylan and an afternoon of work for me. We had a low key evening of resting and carbo loading for our half marathon. 5:15AM wake up call! Nite nite!
