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Another January 1, another Alki polar bear plunge.  This year Reese opted out, so it was just me, Finn and probably seven hundred or so other warm-blooded souls.

A few photos:

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It’s been a big forty-eight hours for Reese.

On Saturday night she and Rhonda saw Lindsey Stirling in concert.

On Sunday night she joined the Jenkins fam and twenty or so of our closest friends for Christmas caroling.  (Regrettably I got no photos.)

Today she got her ears pierced.  Sammie Wright and Emerson Gouk joined her and Rhonda at the mall — apparently Reese boycotted Rhonda’s tattoo parlor idea.

No idea how it went, but I’m guessing it’s gonna cost me in the form of new earrings every birthday.

On Thursday night they saw The Nutcracker.  Tonight Reese and Rhonda saw violinist extraordinaire Lindsey Stirling.  I understand it was a fantastic time.

 

Finn and I weren’t there, but Laura and Sammie Wright were.  They sent us this photo:

Two things that can’t be said about Laurelhurst: it has good cell phone coverage; and it’s on a good power grid.

We recently switched from the terrible Sprint to Verizon and found it’s even worse.

As for the power — when the wind is up the power goes out.  It’s happened half a dozen times (at least) in the past several years, the most recent last night:

 

With no refrigerator or light, we did dinner at Ihop for the first time.  Kids under twelve ate free, so it worked out well.

As a fairly present parent/coach, I have ample opportunities to watch the neighborhood kids accomplish great things.

Today was another such occasion.

The event was the 2017 Pineapple Classic, a 5k-or-so obstacle run that raises money for leukemia and lymphoma research.

But this was no ordinary morning.

It was raining.  And snowing.  And it was about 35 degrees.

And still, the four dads, Finn, Reese and five of their friends ran that race.  Complaints were minimal, fears were left in the dust.

A morning none of us will soon forget.