Deadman to Marathon Man

Two and a half years ago, Quinn's dad was hit by a boat whil riding a jet ski. He technically died several times within the first 24 hours after the accident, was in a coma for 10 days, in the hospital for 6 weeks, and wasn't able to return to work full time for about 6 months.

This month he ran a marathon. He did it in Las Vegas, because that's where the accident was and where he was operated on and hospitalized. (You can read more about his story on his blog.) Most of the family (minus Quinn and Colin) were able to be there for the race.

(I took this picture of Rylee that I love while we were waiting for Grandpa)

Looking good! His official time was 5:00:46.

The granddaughters didn't give him much recovery time...

(Well, this WAS the day before Cailyn's second birthday...and as I've mentioned before, she's got plenty of terrible-two-year-old attitude!)

Dr. Laura Boomer, one of the surgeons (the one who left the cool scars!) who saved Dad's life was able to be there. It was the first time we'd seen her since the hospital, and it was a very special and sweet reunion!

(Can you see the relief?)

So the marathon is done. Santa brought him a bike now so that he can start training for an Iron Man...we all think he's a little crazy. Isn't a marathon enough?

It was fun (as always) to spend time with those Bergs.

The girls wore their Christmas jammies since Ava spent Christmas in Texas with Josh's family.