Busy, busy days, filled with family and fun.
Last weekend we were in Kelowna, cheering our son on as he ran a great race in what is considered to be Canada's National Triathlon.
The story really begins here though, a few years back, right here in Salmon Arm when he raced in his very first triathlon.
The photo below is him coming in to the bay to the finish line (it's a bike, run, kayak triathlon), and he was the only person that raced that was not part of a team; he did all three legs himself.
We had no idea then that this thing would get a hold of him, fascinate him and propel him into a new world, but it has.
And it has taken all of us along with him.
Somewhere in that group he is waiting for the start...
here he is just coming out of the water...
(you really need to click on the pictures to see them better, but here is again, running up for his bike
coming in to the corner on the first bike
and running to the finish!
What a great day, to see your child do something that matters so very much to them, to be a part of that which grabs them...
When he came out of the water there was a girl standing not far from me cheering him on - and I had no idea who she was. She was talking excitedly to a man near her and I asked if they knew Doug.
"We're his coaches!" they said at once, "and he shaved two minutes off his swim time!"
And I got to say "I'm his mom!"
In early July his dad and sister went to see him race the Alberta Provincial Triathlon in Canmore, where he won 1st Place for his age group! You can see pics and read all about here on my daughter's blog, where she writes beautifully of that day.
And in June, he and his sister ran a 10k run in Penticton that she blogged about here.
If you read nothing else, read that - it's the most amazing tribute from a sister to her brother and yes indeed, as she said, we had many, many tears.
These two amaze me, more and more every day, love without end...
And so I decided my kids should have a day, like Mother's Day and Father's Day... where they are honoured for what they bring to my life.
I think the last Sunday of August will be a perfect choice for the new "Day" in our family story.
And I think since they will be both be home this weekend, I may just start their "Day" with serving them breakfast in bed!