Easter 2014

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Easter is one of our favorite times of year. The weather is starting to get warmer, the semester is coming to a close (and consequently more chaotic), and we get to spend time reflecting on what really matters to us. This year for Easter, we got to spend quality time with family and relax a little before the mad flurry of activities comes to an apex.

Gina was out of town for part of the break, so the boys and I spent our day off on Good Friday doing some work in the yard and around the house. We slept late, watched cartoons in the morning, and generally just enjoyed hanging out with each other. That evening we went to the Good Friday service at church, which had a really good message and gave us plenty of time to reflect on the meaning of Easter. On Saturday we picked Gina up at the airport and drove over to have an early Easter dinner with Tommy, Carol, Zach, Kendall, and Granny. We had a great time visiting and watching movies, and we stayed up WAAAYYY too late.

Easter was the big day to dress up in the shirt and tie (for Sam and Nate at least) from GiGi and PaPa and celebrate the risen Savior at church. The service was great (and packed!) and we were reminded once again why we love our church and how blessed we are. Later that day we had a delicious lunch with Granny at our house, then the boys got to hunt for Easter eggs in the courtyard of Granny's apartment. I'm pretty sure they would tell you, that was the highlight of Easter for them. The eggs were hidden well enough that it took them some time to find all of them, but they were still able to be successful.

I have included some more photos below, and as you can see, it was a wonderful way to celebrate Jesus and his victory over sin and death, and remind us of the hope we have in Him.

Sun and Earth

I took Sam and Nate to Wendy's after school on Thursday for a snack. While they ate, they began having a VERY animated conversation about the solar system. I was so amazed that I had to stop them, pull out my phone, and record the rest of their explanation. Leave it to Sam to refer to this as a lesson by the time it's over. He is such a little teacher. Enjoy their conversation. [embedplusvideo height="315" width="420" editlink="http://bit.ly/1hq81mK" standard="http://www.youtube.com/v/TscGOdpaQAA?fs=1&vq=hd720" vars="ytid=TscGOdpaQAA&width=420&height=315&start=&stop=&rs=w&hd=1&autoplay=0&react=1&chapters=¬es=" id="ep2523" /]

Passing the Torch

I have always loved endurance sports. From the time I was a kid, I have enjoyed biking, skiing, hiking, and yes, running. I always had one of the best mile times in P.E., and once I finally dropped soccer for cross country and track, I did pretty well and really liked it. My enthusiasm continued through college with mountain bike racing, and once I moved to Texas after college I really got into running again. All that to say, I have looked forward to introducing Sam and Nate to the wonderful world of running.

Well, I finally got to the do that this weekend at the 17th Annual Fort Worth Zoo Run. I had hoped the boys could run with me for the Cowtown Marathon (well, not the actual marathon, but the kids fun run). Unfortunately, the fun run was a 5K, which is a little much for my 6-year olds. Sam was adamant he needed to do a run to raise money for something, so when this came up we all jumped at it. In Sam's words, we were running to raise money for God's world. I guess that was because the money was going to support the zoo animals.

So, on the morning of the race, we all got on our running clothes, laced up our sneakers and left the house before the sun was even up. The boys did great in their 1K race, which was not really a race but they don't know that. They had a unique strategy, where they would run at a full sprint, slow down when they got tired, and take off sprinting again when someone tried to pass. It was more like interval training, but it seemed to work. We ran right through the middle of the zoo and saw the rhino, zebras, elephant, meerkats, and giraffes. Gina even managed to snap a few photos of the animals during the race. Both boys finished strong and were rewarded with a "medal" (ribbon and button) and snacks.

You can count on a race to bring out someone's true personality. Sam's comment when he finished: "Did I win?" And Nate? All he said was, "I'm never doing this again!" When questioned a little more, he did admit he wanted to do it again when he is a little older. I'm already thinking ahead to this summer to see if I can find another 1K, and it won't be long before they are running 5K races with me. I don't know if they will ever develop a love of racing, but I do hope they will enjoy running as much as I have.

Here are some more pictures from the event.

Regret

Sam came into our room crying this morning at 2:30 a.m. I assumed he was having a nightmare, but I was not prepared for his response when Gina asked him what was wrong.

I miss my tooth. (sniff, sniff) I wish I didn't sell it to the Tooth Fairy.

Why do you miss it?

It was my biggest tooth. (loud bawling)

Well, maybe we can put the money back under your pillow with a note to the Tooth Fairy.

No, I want the money too.

I should feel guilty that I laughed, but I couldn't help it.

Running with purpose

Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive. ~Howard Thurman

Over a year ago, I had the idea of running the NYC Marathon as a way to raise awareness and money for EB research. DEBRA already had a team and was looking or new runners. This seemed like a perfect opportunity, except there were two problems. The marathon was in 4 months, and I had not been running seriously for several years. I had dabbled in it now and again, but my training was never consistent or sustained. This is not a problem when it comes to gutting out a 5 or 10K, but a marathon is totally different. Despite my intentions, I had to table this dream.

A few months later, after some serendipitous events, I found out a group of runners was putting together a team to run for EB awareness and fundraising right here in Fort Worth. There are two families in this area with EB children, and they decided to use the Cowtown marathon as a platform to raise awareness. I was already following one of the families on Facebook, and when I saw the first announcement I jumped in with both feet.

In addition to being able to run for a good cause, I wanted to include Sam and Nate in something meaningful. Gina and I had talked for awhile about the importance of doing things for other people, and this was a perfect opportunity. Some friends of ours planted the seed, and we decided to follow along and have the boys ask for donations toward EB research for their birthday instead of presents. For one, we already have enough stuff to last a lifetime. We also want the boys to appreciate the things they do receive from others and not come to expect it.

So, we had a cause, and now we needed a plan. I put together a page on our family blog and posted it to Facebook. I also got my act together and started running more consistently (though nothing like the glory days). As the event got closer, I recruited my co-workers to run with us or make a contribution. I kept running and the donations kept coming in. The goal for our team was to raise $8,012.13 (Whitney Williams, the team organizer, derived this amount based on her son Colt's birthday), and the final tally was $9,600.00! Our family was able to contribute to this total through the generosity of our friends and colleagues.

The day of the big race finally arrived, and the experience was amazing. It was a lot of fun seeing the EB running shirts in the crowd and getting to know each of the families. Gina, Sam, Nate, GiGi (my mom) and PaPa (my dad) were all there cheering the runners on and taking pictures. In fact, most of the pictures below were taken by my mom. Some of the runners, like us, had an EB child in their family. Other people were friends. Some folks had heard about this disease through blogs or news stories and just wanted to be involved. This is the humbling thing about going beyond yourself on behalf of others: you meet incredible people along the way with whom you have a common bond. Some of the runners did the 5K, the 10K and the half marathon like me. I don't know if anyone ran the full marathon, but I'm sure that will happen before long. Everything from the weather to the new friendships was just perfect, and I can't wait to do it again next year.

I don't know what interests you or makes you come alive, but I encourage you to do it on behalf others who can't. Whether it's running or writing or something else, you will be amazed at the generosity of others. Some people are just looking for a cause to be involved in and don't know where to get started. Others already know how great it is to give to others and are eager for more opportunities. You never know who is willing to get involved until you give them the chance. So, find your passion and pursue it with purpose. You'll be amazed at what you discover along the way.

6 Years Old!

Parenting has a way to lull a person to sleep. Not that any aspect of parenting is particularly boring or sedentary. But there are certain aspects of it that are mundane and quickly become routine. Making lunches, getting them ready for school, picking them up, doing homework and rushing off to different activities. It's a day in, day out kind of lifestyle that passes slowly by day, and whizzes past by the week, month and year. I often will look at the calendar and realize an entire month has flown by, and the boys are that much closer to being done with Kindergarten. One day they are struggling with sight words and inventing their own spelling, and what seems like a few days later they are reading independently and making 100% on spelling tests.

Such is the reality of raising children. Nothing brings this reality closer to home than watching the boys celebrate a birthday. They are at the age where this is so exciting for them, they can barely sleep for the week leading up to their party. Meanwhile, I mourn the passing of their preschool years and wonder where the time went. Did I spend it well? Did I sow more positive in their lives than negative? What will they remember about their childhood?

One thing we hope they remember is the fun they had at their birthday parties. We really did it up big this year for Sam and Nate. Turning 6 only comes around once, so it better be a good one. This year, we had their party at Pump It Up, a big warehouse with bounce houses, slides and obstacle courses. We have been to several parties at Pump It Up, so the boys knew exactly how much fun this would be. What was even more fun than watching Sam and Nate was watching their friends who had never been there before. It made the whole event even that more memorable to watch their friends experience the unrestricted fun for the first time. After about an hour and a half of jumping and sliding, we sat down to eat pizza and cupcakes. Nate even got to drink his beloved Sprite, which is a bigger treat for him than I even like to admit.

One thing we did differently this year was that we explicitly asked the party guests not to bring gifts. Sam and Nate (with some encouragement from their parents) decided to ask their friends to donate money to EB research, in honor of their cousin Ella. I even asked my colleagues at TCU to join in, and the results were astounding. They were able to raise almost $1,000 for EB research, which still seems just remarkable to me. I do not know the exact number because the website most of the people used to donate does not tell how much people donated. Anyway, we thought this was a great way to celebrate a birthday, by giving to other people and celebrating their lives as much as your own.

Despite my reluctance to let the 5's go, we had a wonderful day of partying and fun. Gina and I love Sam and Nate so much, and we are proud of who they are becoming. The boys are blessed with great friends, a family that loves them, and so many more reasons to celebrate.

You can see more photos from their party in our February Photo Album.

Encountering Faith

It is one thing to read in a history book about people empowered by their faith. But it is quite another to meet an otherwise very ordinary person, in the backyard of a very ordinary house, who has managed to do something utterly extraordinary.

~Malcolm Gladwell, on rediscovering his faith in God while writing the book, David and Goliath

You can read the full article in Relevant Magazine.

Christmas 2013

This past Christmas was a special time for our family. As the boys have gotten older, they are starting to understand Christmas and why we celebrate. They love hearing and telling the story of how Jesus came to earth as God's son to save us from sin and death. They are also starting to understand the concept of asking presents and getting a lot of cool new stuff.

I have to admit, it is becoming quite a challenge to teach the boys that this time of year actually is about Jesus and not just about asking Santa for everything they want. Here is an example of one conversation I had with Nate:

Me: Nate, what do want Santa to bring you for Christmas?

Nate: I want a phone.

Me: I don't think you are old enough to have your own phone.

Nate: Well, I'm not asking you for a phone. I'm asking Santa.

Me: I'm pretty sure Santa will not bring you anything that parents don't approve of.

That settled the issue, temporarily.

In addition to celebrating Christmas together in Fort Worth, we were able to travel to Virginia to spend the holiday with my family. My sister Katie, her husband Joe, and Ella recently welcomed Master A.J. into the world, and we could not wait to meet him. I have to say, he was totally up for the task and I'm pretty sure I am his favorite uncle already. During our trip, we also got to make a visit to Charlottesville so we could show the boys where they were born. I have been back a couple of times since we moved, but the rest of family hasn't. Other than the long drive there and back, we had a lot of fun walking around Grounds and seeing our old neighborhood.

Other activities we did were visiting two Smithsonian museums (Air and Space and Natural History), seeing Frozen, going to see Christmas lights and a carnival, playing board games, eating at a hibachi grill, giving A.J. a bath, and chasing Sabrina (the dog) around the house. I can't forget Sabrina. Overall, it was a perfect Christmas with lots of love, memories, and fun.

You can see all of our pictures from Christmas in our photo album, and you can also see our family photo shoot.

Thanksgiving 2013

For Thanksgiving this year we stayed close to home. We have traveled before for this holiday, but I really like spending the few days we get off for Thanksgiving close to the home front. There are so many people traveling this time of year, and the weather is almost always bad at some point on the trip. Besides, in a city like Dallas/Fort Worth, there is plenty to do and really no need to leave town. Here is a summary of some of the things we did.

I started the holiday off by running the Fort Worth Turkey Trot on Thanksgiving morning. I had been wanting to do this for awhile, and this was the perfect opportunity since we were in town. The race started at 8:15, and it was a balmy 27 degrees when the race started. Unfortunately, I was not feeling that well because I had a tetanus shot the day before and I was achey and stiff. After a slow start, I was able to maintain a pretty good pace and finish in about 48 minutes. This is a far cry from my glory days of running, but under these conditions I'll take it. Just so you know, I am way, way, way back in the crowd in this photo. I stole it from the Google.

After the race, we headed north to Roanoke to spend the rest of the day at Tommy and Carol's house. It was a great time of food, family, and of course, football. I have probably written about this before, but Sam is becoming quite the football fan. In fact, he has gotten to where he likes to keep score on paper just to make sure the refs are doing their job correctly. We got to watch a lot of football that day, and it was great.

After the Thanksgiving celebration in Roanoke, I took the boys to the farm for a couple of days to hang out and do boy stuff. Gina was helping her mom with some things, so it was just the guys. Our activities included playing football in the huge front yard, driving the all-terrain golf cart (the boys even got to do some driving), watching more football, eat lots of cookies, exploring the woods in the back of the farm, going on a nighttime golf cart ride in the pasture, and eating at Tony's in Farmersville. The entire weekend was magical, and I did not want to come home. But, the semester was not over, the boys still had school, and we missed Gina.

Overall, our Thanksgiving was a humbling reminder of just how much we have to be thankful for. It was a wonderful time to spend it with the people we care about in the place we love. You can see more photos of our adventures in our photo album.

10 Years!

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I did not know Gina was the woman I would marry the first time I met her. In fact, that did not become clear to me for a few years. I've written about this before, so I won't bog this post down with the details. However, the more I got to know Gina, the more I knew she was the person I would spend the rest of my life with.

I will admit, getting married was a shock to the comfortable little world I had created for myself. I was 31, teaching school and coaching, and basically hanging out with my buddies from high school every weekend. Life was simple and I had pretty unambitious goals for myself. As you can imagine, Gina came into my life and shook things up quite a bit. She's passionate and ambitious. She sets goals and works tenaciously to complete them. She says what is on her mind and is relentless when it comes to standing up for what is right and true. Oh, and she is wicked smart. Some of these traits I share with Gina (OK, maybe one or two), but as I said, I was comfortable.

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Our first few years of marriage brought a lot of changes. We got a dog, changed jobs, sold our house, moved across the country, started graduate school, welcomed twins into the world, graduated, sold another house, moved again twice before settling here in Texas, and continued to change jobs and houses once we arrived. Each change has brought stress into our lives but somehow made us stronger and closer than ever.

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With all of the changes, some things have not changed. Our faith in God and His son Jesus Christ has remained a constant through all these years. We know that his grace and love is sufficient to sustain us through all life's challenges and victories. More than mere provision, God continues to use us to share His love with others. We have been blessed with faculty positions at TCU where we can influence and mentor the next generation of nurses and teachers. Most importantly, we have been blessed with the opportunity to raise Sam and Nate. We are continually amazed at the amazing, compassionate, insightful, intelligent young men they are becoming. They are learning to love each other, the friends, and the Lord. Of all the experiences we've had during the last ten years, raising boys has been the most special.

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After 10 years, I can still say with no hesitation that I love Gina more than I did on November 22, 2003. For this 31-year old, set-in-his-ways, comfortable bachelor, I have to say I hit a home run. I cannot wait to see what the next 10 years has in store. I am eager to see who the boys become as they grow and mature. I am eager to see who we become as we join hands and experience life together, married, husband and wife.

You can see some photos from our weekend at The Adolphus Hotel in downtown Dallas in our photo album.

Bye-bye, Subaru

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Last Wednesday, I was in a serious car accident….rear-ended heading east on Highway 183 between Bryant-Irvin and Hulen St. All cars had come to a stop, as two lanes were merging into one. I was at a complete stop, when a car hit me going at least 50 mph. I had a concussion and still have some neck pain, although a chiropractor has helped me to recover quickly. I’m so grateful that Sam and Nate were not in the car. As you can see from the post-wreck photos, the back seat was torn up. Just another reminder to count my blessings and to pray for safety on the road for all drivers…

Bye-bye, Subaru. We purchased you in Casper, Wyoming, on Curby's 33rd birthday. You carried us to Charlottesville, Virginia, as our sole vehicle, transporting our boys safely home from the hospital after they were born and being reliable throughout our PhD journey. You carried us to Springfield, Illinois, and you brought us home to Fort Worth. Just one month ago, you passed 100,000 miles...and now it's over. Just one more trial we're facing...through it all, we're thankful for our blessings.

Alexander News November 12, 2013

Today the whole family thought it would be fun to create a newscast with my iPad. What started all of this is that Nate found an old headset mic in one of our desk drawers, and he said it was just like the guy on the news uses. I don't actually recall this, but I thought it was cute and we decided to make a video. As you  will see, Sam loves talking about the weather, and Nate thinks only bad news is real news. I used an iPad app called Touchcast, which is pretty amazing and something I want to learn some more about. We hope you enjoy the video, and hopefully this will not be the last one!

The Great Wolf Lodge

For our Christmas present this year, GiGi and PaPa gave us a weekend at the Great Wolf Lodge. This hotel is more than just a place to stay. It's an event, and people come from all over the region to stay here and participate in the many activities there are to do here. To call this place just a hotel would be like calling bacon just a piece of meat or a Porsche just transportation. The GWL, as we will call it, has everything from a water park to an arcade to a fantasy game that requires magic wands.

We arrived on Friday night and ate dinner in the hotel, then hit the water park for awhile before we had to head to bed. The next day we did every single activity the GWL had to offer. We swam until our fingers wrinkled up. We played video games until we were out of credits. We walked around every (freaking) level of the hotel ... all 8 of them ... completing different quests with our magic wands until I was ready to "accidentally" drop them down the Secret Staircase.

Seriously, this was a great get-away for us during a very busy time in the semester. Gina and I both had been going 100 mph since August, and this was a nice break from the intensity. Of course, that intensity was waiting for us when we got back home, but it felt good to ignore it for a few days. You can see some pictures below of our fun times, and there are even more in our November 2013 photo album. We are so thankful GiGi and PaPa thought of this idea, and we can't think of a better Christmas present for our family.

Our First Baby

When Gina and I brought Sydney home in July 2004, we had no idea what we were getting into. We were young and newly married, and things seemed to be going so well we thought a cute little puppy could only make life better. Who doesn't love a cuddly little fur ball?

You can probably guess that dog life was not the easy transition we thought it would be. Sydney, in addition to her cuteness, was energetic, high-strung, demanding, and strong willed. Did I mention energetic? After a round of obedience school and some socialization with other dogs and people, we were able to adjust to our life with a hyper dog. As Sydney grew up, so did we. Gina and I moved to Virginia for graduate school, and she was there with us every step of the way. She was waiting at the door when Sam and Nate came home for the first time. She rode with me in the moving truck from Virginia to Illinois, then again from Illinois to Texas. More importantly, she faithfully waited for us each day to return and greeted us as if we had been gone 5 years.

Sydney was amazingly fast and could catch a frisbee out of the air. I would take her running with me early in the morning, and she never missed a beat or lagged behind. She intuitively knew where I was going before I went there. Even though it was a challenge having an energetic dog, it was also a lot of fun because she was so athletic.

Sydney passed away quickly on a Monday morning in October with no warning. I had been on the treadmill running, and she was sitting with Nate in the garage watching me. She fell over as she ate her breakfast, and shortly after that she was gone. Death always catches people by surprise, even when it's expected. This was very unexpected and sad and traumatic. Even though it has been a couple of months, we still miss Sydney everyday. She still comes up in our conversations as we remember the unique role she played in our family. Sam and Nate wanted to get a new dog immediately after Sydney died, but I think it will be awhile before we find a new teammate.

Here are few images of Sydney, mainly from her early years. If you dig around in our photos, you will notice she in the background of just about every one. That is how I will remember Sydney ... always there, always excited, always faithful. I also wanted to include this short video of Sam playing with Sydney right after we moved to Illinois. Those two were always good buddies.

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Fall Soccer 2013

It's fall in Fort Worth, which can only mean one thing: soccer! The boys have been playing for a few weeks now, and I think this is their best season yet. They are with the same team as last spring, and most of their teammates are back on the team. Gina and I have been very proud of both Sam and Nate for getting out there and trying their hardest. They have won some games, lost a couple, and tied one. I have been helping out as the assistant coach, which means I mainly stand back by the goal and coach the keeper.

I am glad to see both of them loving soccer and giving it their all. More than anything, this has shown me how much Sam and Nate are growing up and learning to be good teammates. I think that is a skill that will serve them well way after their soccer days are over.

Picture Day

Few days during the year carry as much weight as school picture day. Think about it, this one day each year is the most prominent record of your existence for that moment in time. Years later, when people blow the dust off their old yearbook or thumb through a family photo album, they will see your school picture in there and that is the image they will remember. Not your sweet breakdancing moves. Not your rad pegged acid washed jeans and Generra hypercolor t-shirt. They won't even remember that hilarious thing you said in social studies class that made everyone laugh and earned you a trip to the principal's office. They will remember your school picture that was taken right after gym class the day after the worst haircut you have ever gotten. Picture day is not just an event ... it's part of your story. It's a big deal, and it must be memorialized. Picture Day, I salute you.

Meeting Coach Patterson

This weekend the boys got the chance to be in a video shoot with Coach Patterson, the head Horned Frog around these parts. Some students in the Nursing program were putting together a video to promote the upcoming Flu Clinic at TCU. One of them knew someone who knew someone, and they were able to convince Coach P. to participate in the video. Trust me, as soon as that bad boy is ready to roll, I will be posting it faster than you can write the word "viral."

I met Coach P. several years ago when I was an undergraduate at Utah State, and he was an assistant coach for the football team. My fraternity hosted a BBQ for the entire football staff at our house, and he was there. The part of that event that stands out to me is how he sang and played guitar for everyone after the event was over. He was quite gregarious and seemed to really love to play.

Well, all these years later I got to meet him again. I will admit, I didn't rush in and tell him I met him years earlier in Logan, Utah, but I wanted to. Believe me. I sooooo wanted to. But this was about the kids and Gina's nursing students. So, I stood in the background, took some pictures, laughed at Coach P's jokes, and just soaked the whole moment in. The part of this experience that stands out so vividly is how wonderful Coach P. was with the kids. He asked them questions, shook hands, asked their names, and was just an all around great guy. He even asked the kids if they wanted to see his office, and he proceeded to give them M&M's (which Nate seemed to love way too much) and posed for some pictures. I can see why 18 year old kids want to come here to play football for him.

I love cheering for TCU football. It has quickly become a tradition in our house in the last 4 years. But now I can say without a doubt, I'm a pretty big fan of the guy behind all the X's and O's.