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My big goofball, my sunshine, my right-hand man.
(Canon 7D)

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Otto is such a good dog. I love this picture because he’s got a happy face, and that’s so nice to see amid all of the stress of a new puppy in the house. He’s not exactly fond of Ursa yet, but I have hope that someday they’ll be friends. But I know he’ll always be my friend, and my sweet Big Toe.
(Canon 7D)

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Why do I have my boys swim? Is it to spend a lot of money replacing lost suits and goggles? To obsess over fractions of a second? To hold my breath at the start of every race?
No, it’s because of these people. This is my swim family. They cheer for their kids. They cheer for my kids. They cheer for the other team’s kids. They cheer me up when I’m getting frustrated over those fractions of a second. I spend every fall and winter with them, and over the course of this insanely long season we laugh together, cry together, hug each other, pick on each other, and have the best possible time together. I can’t imagine that any other sport or any other team could have as wonderful a group of people as this.
Thank you all for everything you do. I love you guys!
(Canon S95)


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