This is the last week of school for our kiddos. But they still have to do work – which for our daughter includes “bell work” to be done when you get to your seat. I dropped her off and then took our son to his class and went back to daughter’s class with papers I had copied for the teacher.
Curly-headed daughter came running up to me and said, “Come see my work, Mama. We had to write what we want to be when we grow up.”
There on her sheet was this sentence: When I grow up I want to be a mommy who runs, just like my mommy.
With that tucked inside my heart, I ran 1 mile in the new Merrells this morning. 10:16 min/mile baby. My fastest EVER.
Love what family can do for you.
That is my curly head grandchild for you. How can you get mad at her??????
Awww – just about the time we are ready to trade our kids in, they do something irresistably sweet!