Wesley ran his first race today… the Houston Turkey Trot.  It was one tenth of a mile.  Daddy ran with him and mommy and poppy watched!  How did he do?  He RAN through the start line, but every so many yards there was a Chick-fil-a cow posted to high five the kids.  Wesley made it to the first one, and that was it.  He wanted to stay and chat.  I had to pick him up (against his will… “I’m DONE!”) and carry him past all the other cows (with high fives of course) until we got close to the finish line… then he knew to RUN through the finish!  All in all, a good first race, and only at one year old.  When he wins his first marathon in 20 years or so, we’ll look back fondly on the Chick-fil-a cows.