We were invited Saturday night to some friends home for a pre-race dinner with the rest of Paul's running mates, so I baked Brazilian colored cupcakes in honor of: their first "Brazilian Half," my sweet tooth and to feed all nine kids in attendance.
We had an impromptu 37/38 week photo shoot on the way out the door to prove just ohhhmmaaagawd how big I am getting, but also how cute and excited these little boys are to welcome their baby sister to the world.
Paul had no trouble rolling out of bed at the usual insanely early hour that we arise, courtesy of Peter, and we hung out watching a little "morning tv" and making signs to cheer on our posse. We headed just to the end of our conjunto with snacks and water, where Paul promised to pass by sometime around 8:30.
Shortly after 8:30 (typical late start time. Brazilian style) he flew by.
Always the Superfan of his dad, Sam was eager to run and collect Paul's sweat drenched race shirt and visor that he'd shed on his way by to lighten the load for the last few miles.
...and while we didn't make it to the finish line, my friend Morgan snagged this picture of the big finisher...well finished.
This afternoon we spent fitting three car-seats together like puzzle pieces into our car to make travel happen for the next 9 months or so until we leave Brazil and finishing sewing baby girl's bedding (yes I did! pictures to follow as soon as our crib arrives!) in a furious nesting/sewing frenzy.
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Wow, way to go family. And sewing Elise. You know what that means! Love how you guys are so involved in the Brazilian lifestyle. When's new posting coming? Love you lots.
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