Early this morning Mom whisked us away in the car for a very special event. She kept telling us that we were going to watch Dad run. How is that special, you ask? Well, he is one of many thousands of crazy people who find joy in running 26.2 miles. Here he is stopping to say hello
After giving him a special Sara/Camila power boost (aka hug and kiss), we sent him off running again. The leg cramping at the end of the race didn't even stop him from finishing.
Congratulations, Dad! We are so proud of you!
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