And then there were three

So for all of you who don't know yet Sarah is pregnant and is due Sept. 23. For all the friends that see this blog before we call and tell you, well I'm sorry, but we'll still call you and let you know all the details.

I'm a Clydesdale!

Do you know what a clydesdale is? Most people do and they wouldn't really want to compare themselves to one. I had no idea what a clydesdale was but I learned by entering in a 5k race last year which has now caused me to compare. When I signed up I just checked off the box by my weight and paid no attention to the division title of clydesdale, which corresponded with my weight. It turns out I didn't do too bad in the race becuase I received a letter a couple weeks later congratulating me on winning my division. I was bragging to Craig about my accomplishment and he warned me NOT to be too proud about it. I was confused and right then he knew I needed a visual. So he pulled up a picture of a Budweiser horse and I immediately understood. He had a good laugh at me but I still think he's proud that he married such a work horse, even if us clydesdales look big and bulky.

Do you see a resemblance? This is one of those horses that pull the carriages you can ride around in NYC. I think I could pull a carriage too. Ha.

Here's me and the "normal" sized horses I ran with. I guess I need a picture every now and then to really see a difference between me and my friends, otherwise I feel like a "normal" horse too.

Even my pregnant friends look like they are normal size.