Dal

He woke up early and rode his bike a few miles to the starting line . . .

Where he swam, biked, and ran . . .

And we cheered him in again as he won the neighborhood-buddies-triathlon! And retained in his possession the golden chain.

These were the participants:

That's my Dal! (Pardon the grainy pictures.)

It was a wonderful birthday weekend! We threw him (pardon the pun) a Football Party. Madeline made a sign that said, "We think you're great!" with pictures of a football, a goalpost, a helmet, etc., and we made homemade pizza with tons of toppings (pesto and feta being some of our new favorites). We played some football-related games that I can't even remember right now because, really, the best part of the evening was this:

I love how those girls look at their daddy, and I love how he looks at them.

Here's our audience for Raleigh and Madeline's play they put on for us down at my parents' house. It was a smash!

And here's our birthday boy! Love you, Dal! (Better late than never, eh?)