My kids are growing up just a little bit different.
Oh, sure, we wake up early and go crazy for the gifts like every other family, but under our tree we're more likely to find DriFit shirts, foam rollers, a running garden flag, and safety whistles (which, OMG. UltraIronHubs could not leave alone! It says right on the package, "This whistle is extremely LOUD, do not allow children to play with!" I'm pretty sure he took that as a personal challenge.).
|Yes, I have Hello Kitty pajama pants. Doesn't every middle-aged woman?|
|Blossom really did not feel like looking at the camera. I took about five of these and you can't see her face in any of them.|
After we were done with the 2-miler, I asked Little Boy to get in a few more miles with me, so we went out for another four. I love running with Little Boy when it's just the two of us. He's a kid of few words much of the time (mostly because Big Boy talks SO. MUCH.), and it's nice to hear his thoughts.
|We both smiled, even though it's a shadow selfie. Some habits you just can't break!|