Probably not the most reverent thing to do during church, but there you go.
Kid 4 and I came up with a number of names and then I passed the paper, clearly titled Critter Names, down to the girls. Here's what happened next.
Kid 2 (lights up like a Christmas tree): You're having a baby!?!
Me: WHAT!?! Where do you get that from? That says critter names, not baby names!
Whereupon Kid 2 proceeded to cross off "critter" and write "baby" instead.
Stable Boy Survives
He isn't even very sore in spite of the race being almost twice as long as what he had originally thought it was. For the first half, he and his brother kept waiting for their slower teammates. The other team members finally told the brothers to just take off, and while they did pass a lot of other competitors after that, they still got regular "rest" breaks at each obstacle.
I was really hoping for some photos, but at $40 a pop for spectator tickets, my sister-in-law (wisely) opted to stay home with her kids while the "menfolk" went out to play in the mud.
I'm looking forward to getting to know him.