Perris ran a marathon because he's the shiz

We went to Duluth. Looks like an annual tradition since becoming Minnesotans!

Perris running a marathon was capital-A Awesome. He trained well and does everything he sets a goal to do. (Except writing me a love letter monthly. I love him and have tried to get him to do this, but the consistency isn't great. We are still working on that ;)

We arrived and looked at Enger Tower park: also awesome. Then ate hot dogs, per Hanks request. Not so awesome. But cupcakes and presents from Abuela was super and Hank was rolling on that scooter quick!

Wades photography:

Brothers at the bar. Soda-fountain style. 

We waited at the finish for probably 3+ hours. I thought it'd be boring, but it was not! I'd cheer for the lady wincing in pain as she gave it her all for the last 50 yards, and all the rollers got super cheers because they're amazing. Then the super old dudes came by and I was all, "dang, Perris would love to see all these old men schooling him!" It was very inspiring, though the thought of "you all crazy. You just voluntarily ran 26 miles." Was always floating in the back of my mind as well!

Hanks activity of choice while waiting was dirt-digging and puddle sloshing. 

Wade ate a donut and slept in the stroller. (Sorry Wade you're in mid-donut chew in the photo.)

And then we spotted him!!!!! His jolty shoulders way back. Oh the butterflies! Oh the adrenaline!! FOR ME! I started hollering and yelping way before he spotted us. Then I screamed and whistled my loudest--which, in the video I can't much differentiate they were both so high pitched!!  It was just like when he got his Masters degree. Except he was a tiny dot and couldn't hear me. He heard me and saw me this time!!!

TRIUMPH. bam!!!