Last night, J and I took the girls on a walk around the neighborhood. Our house is located on the corner of a cul-de-sac. That cul-de-sac is on a street that circles around to make a mile loop. It's low traffic and perfect for walking.
Things started off fine, but about a quarter mile in, Doodle started whining. And if you ever met Doodle, you know, she whines BIG. She was saying over and over, "I'm tired." But we trudged on.
Then, about halfway through, J told Doodle that if she ran, we would be home faster. And it worked. Suddenly, my 3 and 4 year olds were running the half mile home (holding J's hand, of course, we were in the street and I'm all about safety). We would try to get them to run to the next sign or next parked car, but when we got there, they'd stop for all of three seconds and start running again. Dilly (in the stroller) and I "chased" them the whole way. It was so much fun. And I was instantly daydreaming about when they are older and we can be one big running family.
And speaking of my running family, here are the two newest members. The Wave Rider 13 (yes, I just got new shoes, but my now even legs have changed my gait)
And three pairs of neon socks.
Pretty sweet, right?