Everyone went to school today. Josh took the kids this morning and Elianna left earlier to ride with the family of a teammate who was competing today at girls’ state. She through around 11 and was done by 11:15. She was originally ranked 25th and ended up placing 14th, so that was nice. I picked up the boys and then went back at 3:30 to pick up my other son from the bus. I don’t like saying their names here.

Miles’ mom and I spent some time this morning talking again about the meet. She texted me and Ethan a link to the videos. He watches all the videos after the fact and then talks about them with Miles. During the meets that I was there it would be she and I in the top of the bleachers with our phones. She would record the race and I would Facetime it. The times finally came out this morning and Miles had actually gotten fifth in the 400 and PR’d. We had just finished talking about how rough it had been.

Even his dad had gotten teary-eyed after it, and said he thought maybe he’d just lost some of his conditioning since he hadn’t been running over the past couple of weeks. He told Ethan he’d given up about halfway through. They switched up the sectionals again this year and this one seemed to be a little more competitive. We’re used to seeing Miles, with his trademark move where he flies around the curve. He says he runs the first part, and then when he gets to the 200M he sprints. He won a lot.

Josh left later to pick up my mother-in-law from the airport. She was delayed a few hours because of storms. He ended up having to wait a little longer than expected. So I left the boys here when I left to meet some moms for supper. Our kids are on a trip to somewhere up in Minnesota. Laura is on her college’s spikeball team and they are playing this weekend in the national tournament. There is another friend and team member’s parents who are hosting them as well as feeding them several meals.

Today they went to a Twins game. It’s funny to hear us joke about how we seemingly all have to dance around with the communication. The two boy moms had actually been the ones whose kids had made the most contact via pictures or text. It can really hurt moms when they don’t hear from their kids. But each of us is different and we all have adjusted and accepted the way of things in our own ways. We said a prayer.