Going for the Gold

Oh my, are you guys watching the Olympics? We are LOVING it! Not only is it fun to watch (I love you Michael Phelps!), but they are inspiring. When I'm done watching them, I almost always dismount the couch with a headstand/somersault combo. I just about dove in the neighbor's kiddy pool because I'm almost certain I have the butterfly stroke down. I wouldn't be surprised if Tyler comes home with a volleyball for Mariah and our backyard becomes a beach pit. Not only is Logan out of his mind happy to stay up til midnight, but he wants to take 2 sessions of swimming lessons next year and goggles are worn at random times during the day. I personally like to wear the pink ones.

We decided since we're pretty much famous already (we do live close to Shawn Johnson, and have I mentioned that we're related to some pretty high profile pioneers?) we thought we'd go for the gold on our own. Dressed for team USA, we pretty much owned our Olympics this year. I'm still waiting for the paparrazi to show up.


No olympics can begin without passing the torch. It started clear up the street. I mean, it was far.



The torch made a smooth transition to our next runner, Mariah.




We were thankful there were no riots or strikes. We did have the cops on stand-by. (Our friend is a cop and we have his number, does that count?)


Our first event was the bike-kick-bike. A challenging bike course...



and an exhausting kick/run around a tree. A big tree.



Look at how focused she is! She didn't even think to look both ways.



Have you ever seen an olympian's hair flow like this?



Next up is dad. We are having his world record time reviewed, as some people complained he was fastest because he is the one who set up the course.



You don't even want to know the trash this woman was talking.



No one was prepared for the fury of this competitor. We all expected an easy win.



And then he took off.



Did I mention there was some fury? He didn't care for the "kick" part of the competition. He was born to bike.



Next up: Balance Beam. I would not recommend shoes that are wider than the beam.



Definately his best event. Flawless. He can even hold the perfect balance while swatting away anyone who dares come near him.



Check out that dismount. We are still talking about that one. I'm pretty sure our neighbors are too.


Up next: Disc Throw

Have you ever seen such grace while hucking a disc? Check out the ballerina arm! Nice.



Logan won the gold hands down on this event.



Good thing she is adorable. Her heart was totally set on the balance beam.



Harrison would chuck those so hard and so fast that #1: we were scared for our lives, and #2 we couldn't ever get a picture of him holding or throwing it.



Closing ceremonies:
We got straight to work and started watching footage of our competition while enjoying an all American dinner: Pizza, Popcorn, and Oreo Cookies.